Beast Mode

Beast Mode

 

Bringing death with a pen like I'm carcinogenic/ part of my heartless genetics/

Im out for carving an X with/

My mic crossing out all the largely pathetic/ I'm haunting with an army of words/

and harming your chest with/

the thump of the bass like your cardiac arrested/ I heart attack your heart/

like your sparking crack so reckless/

coming sick with the raps like Im barfing out my breakfast/

Im starving now thus I must pick out a snack/

so many wickety wack rappers on the menu to eat/

the mic is my fork and the pen is my teeth/

the beef is never tender when i step on the beat/

even though i keep it raw like under temperature meat/

all this seesaw battling i step on the seat/

then i launch you in the air in the direction of weak/

emcees getting wrecked when they stepping to me/

because my lyrics are embedded with a deadly disease/

 

Chorus:

killer flow kill em slow lyrical venom steady killing all my foes

hit em with a wicked diss a lyricist gonna get em with the lyrics in

written raps spittin facts better listen cuz what you try to spit is wack

it is not even close so quit trying to step when I'm in the beast mode

 

I leave you discontent as i diss your content/

and disconnect your rhyming process with violent concepts/

in an onslaught to stomp your pile of nonsense/

before the song stops I'll see that you drop dead/

prosthetic hip hop head a product of the cross bread/

rap and pop why people say hip hop's dead/

google map the top and you'll still get lost on the track you drop/

feel the after shock/

of erratic thoughts flowing through the pen to the pad it's not/

going to end causing havoc like an addict on../

a drug binge watch it all unhinge/

as i drop flames like you're gonna feel the sun singe/

I cause pain on the 16 when I bust in/

lyrically hitting em so viciously crushing em/

lividly i got em living hitting em with punishment/

put in the grave i specifically dug for em

 

Chorus:

killer flow kill em slow lyrical venom steady killing all my foes

hit em with a wicked diss a lyricist gonna get em with the lyrics in

written raps spittin facts better listen cuz what you try to spit is wack

it is not even close so quit trying to step when I'm in the beast mode