Called up Russ

Said give me a beat

I been asleep

Now I'm ready to eat

Send me the heat

I'll dead it in three

Bodies and bodies all under my feet

Sorry not sorry I'm the hardest you seen

And that's a fact

Fucking with that slow shit but I'm naturally fast

No rhythm in your sentences it isn't rap it's crap

After every little single thing you add a gap

Adlib heavy so they mask the fact they can't rap

Magic cats out the bag

See, I had to master my asthma

Write as if I'm strapped with a gas mask

It's frightening, you gasping I'm Casper

When I sin it's in spite of the Pastor

Bharatanatyam, I am a dancer

Had my eye widening citing the Sanskrit

Slicing your scalp now your mind is expansive

Slight of the hand I'm swiping your cash up

Strike from the grass I'm Scyther the mantis

Sike! I'm Sathya the answer to cancer

I'm here

Again I'm gonna kill it smell the murder in the air

I'm a villain ridden with a vengeance it isn't fair

Show me the money, the honeys, I'm Winnie the bear

Ya'll asleep, you call this speed? It's not a thing

The art decreased from companies profiting

Off the dumbest themes and muffled speech

Marketing to the audience audio bling

All flash no content or skill just nonsense

What's breath control when you can just punch in

Substance out the window what's a concept

I'm Genghis Khan on a conquest

With Sarah Connor's inner-conflict

Gotta kill what you love as an artist

Restart hip-hop hear the bomb tick

Was thinking of feature

But who the fuck can flow with me

I'll write up a verse send them the beat

Easy but they steadily duck the G

O.A.T, oh it must be the

Flow so sharp it cuts like cutlery

I mean I can't blame them for dodging

I came in the game with a flame when I'm talking

Uh, I guess that makes me fire hazard

You can't face me so you get to tire slashing

Got the ladies crying for the Titanic

Titan dick, rhyme style slick, I go skits

I throw fits like a psycho kid

My flows switching more than Michael's skin

I'll jack son for his mic then spit

Fee fi fo fum biting your limbs

I'll go FIFO and dive in a pit

Climb out of China and siphon their rigs

Rather die with some risk than cry like a bitch

These just bars I can go for days

Say what I want fuck what you think

Choking the Pope and insulting your faith

Then go to the Mecca throw pork at your face

A rare being, I'm a contrarian

Give props to the cops and Aryans

Just to piss off all the fairymen

Who get hurt from bunch from words

You'll get murked if I touch a nerve

Acupuncture the results a hearse

Achoo bless you with an actual curse

Zap you casually I'm Captain Kirk