Enigmatic (Featuring Lucius)

(The Venom Spitter)

Ain't got cardio, run outta breath

So fucking paranoid

Like I smoked an ounce of meth

Hero in my own mind

Sick to death

Final breath

Acting insane Lady Macbeth

Immovable hatred

Like a monolith

Admonishing you

Get out the way

Metaphorical freight train

Squash you any day

Many pray to make it

They stress out and get carried away

Energetic one minute

Then cold as clay

Enigmatic fanatic

Getting erratic

Your words turn to static

Going with my gut

Rarely pragmatic

Tear you into pieces like a semiautomatic

 

(Lucius)

Runnin' up in this bitch like I own the fuckin' place.

Thirty bullets in his face, now he's laid in state.

I didn't hesitate to grab the knife, separate his head from his shoulders.

Chunking these bodies off cliffs like boulders.

Flying by in the whips, emptying clips, bit of a bad habit.

Putting bodies in caskets, military tactics, this shit's automatic.

Roasting everybody in this shit, that's triple six.

Somebody grab the crucifix, I'm finna stick the plastic down ya girl's throat.

Can't cope with these dope bars, they'll leave permanent scars.

Bloodstains drain, the pain rains down, how far will this go?

My flow is like a wildfire, it burns a hole in your brain, and expands beyond control,

It's probably self-explanatory, but your murder is mandatory.

That's the end of your story, nothing but headshots, that's snapchat.