Agressive#2

I tried making a deal with the devil but I didn't have the currency

cause currently I have a hole where my soul was supposed to be

now you see imma lyrical disposed voodoo inductee spittin shit

like I'm on LSD, fuck wit me wannabe I'll make you hip hop like

an amputee have your homies crying over BBC

about a killer emcee that chased you with a dollar machete

and put that shit on his live DVD and that's a fucking guarentee

what? you disagree you wanna step to me cause you got a degree?

unofficially as a dope emcee? ah I see you are a franchisee

of the whack nobody emcee comity somebody phone the CDC

these weak fuckers are infecting rap maybe call exterminators

or get me my gat I'm ready to attack as I unpack facts

that unwraps exact bombs from my back pack leaving you collapsed

my style makes it hard for rappers to adapt

I exit battles with ya neck snapped, bitches bitch slapped

Imma leader of the pack and I aim to subtract the whack

using your favorites on google maps to set you traps

you're like a soda outsida a fridge too long, flat

I weave lyrical cages leaving you trapped

stuck in the rayne, vicious lines in my brain

borderline insane, step the fuck away

you can't win in anyway.