I Am

I'm a murderer in disguise and the fallen angel who flies

The thunderous clap of my rhymes will leave your brain in demise

The type of emotion you'll feel is like your credit card being denied

Plus your girl friend saying your dick looks like a Snickers fun-sized

If you don't understand what I'm saying

Then I'm about to go Super Saiyan with the rhymes I'm laying

If you ever have trouble obeying then I'll continue buffeting

Eating rappers by the dozen these boys make the perfect muffin

As I pop em in the oven with my sick ass percussion in the discussion

I give concussion like it's nothing while I'm ripping out your stuffing

My words uppercut in the gut while my flow head-butt you in the nut

I am soldier thats blank and ready to walk the plank

I can't choose a side on whether I reside(pronounced rezide)

So I rather it tied with a mysterious collide of sides that was once divide

I am a man of peace wearing the fleece of a chief

So Ima keep it brief Ima a thief without beef

Unless you cause me mental grief with a side of disbelief