gm

im back with a sick track still prepare to get rid

of them whack raps you bastards been spreading across

this site lately i've been gassed up so excuse me if i ignite

and it's lyrical homicide every time i unwind my mind and write

so watch me get it right as i take over the night and get rid of these

rap criminals like the dark knight ready to take flight smoke a Joker

thinking he can take over gotham but i got them caught up in my net

its the war vet what you expect i am the best with the flow so complex

it can confuse the Riddler plus im playing these fools like the Fiddler and

no he aint no villain but i will say anything to get rid of ya okay so last

rhyme made know sense but just know im still harder than trying to hop

over a prison fence while being watched my by prison guards holding sniper

riffles perched on top of the prison tower so get ready to feel my power

as my flows rains down on you like a hurricane still tired of these rappers

talking bout pussy money weed and how they snort cocaine keep talking that shit

in the end im still gone douse you in propane light you up then make you feel

my pain because everyday im forced to listen lil wayne spit about some shit

that has NO SENSE of intelligence if Tupac and Bigga Poppa was alive

he wouldn't be relevant shit not even an apparition so check my intuition

i got a flow that can have sent to the mortician or imprison your mind

and teach a little bout hip hop they say im to mean but what do you

mean the only time give up is when their shit stops