[VERSE 1]
A masterpiece I unleash it  
upon the rap game as I decease it.  
Try to stop me and you'll get defeated.  
My steez lit, I'm the real deal, you deceit it,  
you're an actor, I don't believe it.  
The moment I seize it, I squeeze it  
like into a picture, I say cheese  
then I fucking freeze it.

[VERSE 2]
My barz will leave you puzzled like I'm tetris.  
The rap game, I own it so I'll tax it,  
I'll audit and I'll assess it.  
I do quality assurance when I'm at it  
so your shit it can be tested,  
so it gets rejected and retracted.

[VERSE 3]
For inspiration I am your-source,  
but don't fall for my de-coys.  
I lash out and your whole crew gets de-stroyed.

[VERSE 4]
I'll be exposing rappers like wind does to a woman's dress.  
It's excellence that I strive to flex,  
Usain Bolt's legs is what my tongue has  
when I'm blasting all these bomb raps. 
Rappers sleeping on it like they Snorlax. 
My delivery faster like I'm doordash.  
Thunder is coming is announced in forecasts.

[VERSE 5]
New rap laws I'm instilling.  
You rappers are some catfish that I'll rail-in. I'm the bad-villain,  
but unlike in the movies I am mad-winning. Don't waste my time or I'll be then-billing.

[VERSE 6]
When I fucking spit I end lifes.
I'm blowing up like landmines.  
Bring rappers their eternal bedtimes.  
Bring your whole crew and you'll see flat lines.

[VERSE 7]
Your shit it should be prohibited.  
Nobody who listened it.  
Your contributions not elicited.  
Nobody who listened it.  
Your contributions not elicited.  
The stories you tell, I'm living it.  
My lyrics infinite,  
your vocabulary, it is limited.  
I bring the sickest shit.
In your nightmares is where y'all by me get visited. 

[VERSE 8]
I only bring flows with sick texts.  
Your bitch-ass only writes shit raps.  
I give you lyrical bitchslaps  
with my diss tracks.  
What you want to be, I live that.  
Likely I'm the reason why yo bitch dead.  
You dickheads try my lit flex  
and end up with a fucking whiplash.

[VERSE 9]
Your vocabulary is micro like your penis.  
The day when I release this,  
I'll be scaring rappers back into wombs like fetus.  
I will burn the rap game down and as I decease it,  
I will arise from the scene's ashes like a phoenix.  
I mean this,  
this rap shit is coded into my genes, bitch.

[VERSE 10]
I work and live hard.  
What you need is a kickstart.  
When I spit barz this hard,  
I bring flows colder than a fucking blizzard.

[VERSE 11]
Like McDonald's I am loving this.  
Zero is the total fucks I give.  
You act tough, but you are just a barking bitch.

[VERSE 12]
I do loopings on beats like I'm six flags.  
Which rapper shall I dis next?

[VERSE 13]
My bars are astronomical,  
so they hit the scene like bombs that are atomical.  
Bring so much heat, I turn environments subtropical.  
I structure schemes methodical.  
Your lyrics are just comical.  
Your brain does not think logical.  
I'm phenomenal.  
My vibe oldskool just like times of rock 'n roll.  
Asking me who the best is..?  
That's rhetorical.

[VERSE 14]
as you're not fly yet, I'll call you maggots.  
Rappers sleep on me like a matress.  
Rappers I leave breathless.  
No tracks means no money, means hunger when you get breadless.  
Fact is, if you are too pussy to battle me with texts bitch,  
I'll just choke you through pressure on your necklace.  
Chop your head off, leave you neckless.

[HOOK]
I'm ripping this, I'm ripping this.  
Listen bitch, listen this,  
soon your sorry ass is begging for forgiveness.  
Only call me when it's about businesses.  
I kill beats even with ten witnesses.

[BRIDGE]
I scare rappers like a killer in a thriller.  
If the rap game was a TV show  
your episode would be the filler.  
I'd be a prime episode,  
cuz I'm realer.

[OUTRO]

Battle me be cautious.  
Analyze my fast flows you get nauseous.



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