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[Intro: Clip Troy]
Messenger Boy: The Thesselonian youre fighting hes the biggest man Ive ever seen. I want to fight him.
Achilles: Thats why no one will your name.
[Verse 1:
We the boys in the hood
Poised to deploy you, destroy alien raging on roids
We the 89 Raiders, Bo Jackson in radius
The wonder space hunter, Godless and atheist
cannibals eating metal and chemicals
A robotic vampire fangs sinking wires
Rowdy in the Audi, smoke pouring the tires
To burn my kingdom you must use weapons
White kids studying lessons
But with devils in the mental cant see our
Cut my way out the womb, c-section
(Man you up)
What would you that impression?
[Verse 2: King
You know were rushing in, your chin
Knuckles friend, suck it in, cut your kin, puncture
up in the muck again
Im bucking till dug up in their motherfucking trunk again
Let em run ? every that wasnt them
Ill fuck up your teeth like cheap
caterers, you never handled beef once
Nope, to soulfood, the vocal choke you
Now you cant me, youre not supposed to
Im close to the edge mezzanine
Steadily ready to like the riff from the melody
Telling me Im felony riffing
Melons be dripping, temper wild, Melanie
Stiffing your body lifting the shotty, vision of Gotti
is probably visual sodomy
Prison lobotomy, the wrong people in head now
Jail dudes stand up, the king like a head
3: Esoteric]
Im an activist, dog Im far from a hunter
So Sarah be the only cougar I put a gun to
What type of spell am I under? You want a beef? Take a
I wonder why these younger rappers wont acknowledge their
I got unquenchable hunger, my stomach like thunder
Im Jedi kid, you a toy Yoda like Tundra
You a out the movie 8 Mile, studio puncher
Run to the litter, a quitter bullshitter
Im the definition of driven, the prisoners arisen
With visions of demolition and fission through
Im wishing was a family tradition
I eradicate your groups over Gladiator loops,
4: Celph Titled]
You think you can beat me with
When Im cooking something fresh and yall reheating
The Intertec you move like doo-wop dancers
Im slicker, bust the blicker, I moonwalk backwards
You gonna see clouds but no it aint the Dreamworks
Fire and in each verse tenfold
You thought I was ill? Im ten googolplexes that
My raps are from Hell so *69 that
You an actual queer, we put a rapper in a bungie
Dummy, we careers
The worlds dangerous MC and Im him
Title, Im liable to be a problem
Your album like clothes at a nudist club
Its the dude you love that had that line about that Krueger
Yeah, so feel the hurricane force I murder
My main course is main source, barbeque sauce