Imprisoned for centuries I been released to exterminate
the planet of a deadly virus known as whack-emcee-itus
All haters and biters, fakers in disguises,
text-typers wit ghostwriters get sighted by the cross-hairs of my iris
My sole purpose is to hunt, programmed to pull stunts, run up on ya,
punch your chest and collapse your two lungs
Perhaps your too dumb to understand, can't comprehend what I'm capable of…
wit a mic in my hand Punchlines you can't defend, whiplash is imminent,
I'll pull the brakes on a train while you still standing in it
And while your body starts to fall towards the front deck,
I'll hit you wit a spinning lariat and fold your neck back
Bones crack when I switch modes to microphone snatch,
cause I rip it wit a grip tighter than fat bitch's hats
Now how feel about that, wit no chance to counter-act,
I'll beat you toothless wit two-fists…till ya bruiseless
And the truth is I'm the illest…because the shoe-fits,
the only way I lose a battle is because I choose-it
My mental state is questionable…I tend to lose-it,
lil buddah known to take a beat and verbally abuse-it Pool-sticks up your ass-crack,
I'm sick like that,
and while you sitting on the tip,
I'll hang it back on the rack I torture raps when I force words “in-between the linesâ€
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