Mid Night Cruise Missle

 

i plan smartly towards an anarchy over man partly

with a one man army you thinks that they that can harm me

death from above the grim reapers been tossed up

got that surround sound loud, your thin speakers been washed up

you're within bleachers cuz yall suck, no room for the game

i'm assumin' the lames get the bigger picture like i zoomed in a frame

soon they'll be doomed it's a shame, isn't life crazy

alright maybe like a black couple giving birth to white babies

bad to the bone, my skeleton is what hell has sent

to get it crunk more than the trunk that bumps from an elephant

music is my medicine, i'm ill here's the evidence

it's evident and should be seen even with no intelligence

correct your information, then check a demonstration

expect a detonation i wreak through limitations

is it the end of greatness no it can't be

those hating my music get angry and do it becuz they aint me