The Final Nightmare

This is the last time

Imma kill for my past time

So all you krill with them sad eyes

Know I whale inhale till I’m satisfied

Like Tariel when I strategize

But you’ll never hear my battle cry

Cause I don’t exhale just pantomime

Till foes turn pale and fans of mine

Guess you can call it infanticide

What kind of man am I

They cry

As I slay thighs like A.C. Slate from Bayside

But you aint saved from a chime

If you saw my face on Dateline

You’d know that I don’t play nice

 

You and I will be the same height

After I serenade with a knife

Serrated blade it’s stainless

[When you doze off at late night

 

Hail from the hometown of Dahmer

But don’t worry I’m calmer

Yep

I can do no wronger

Cause

I only kill in a song verse

Would you like to look at my katana

As I cut on ya

A sonnet in katakana

Emboss Steve Balmer onto your palms or

Include the Quran onto forearms

So when you see the embalmer

You can wear it as a suit of armor

 

And they gotta blur my mouth like I say porn

Cause my ruse came to roost like a caper

If you insist I will spit like a Leghorn

Boy, I say boy you couldn’t split my wig with a claymore

If you think I’m pissed

Just wait till I stream myself on Twitch

As I rate everyone who pricks call sick

Cause the best up to date who claim they’re great

I’d have to say you’re an eight

 

And you could call me a stan of the man who drew the Vitruvian man

Indubitably he influenced me to induce my dubious plan

to do you all in

It includes using hallucinogens bout 300 grams

and Da Vinci’s pen

Cause only then am I able to illustrate how I’ll facilitate the end of days facsimile

This is the sound of a real MC I spill plenty deadly senti till the medley’s too heavy

Open the levee as I condemn all the men who contend me down to ten feet don’t tempt me

Drive you insane like a hemi cause your end is unending when I’m the one condemning

Your will will be bending as you descend deep get ready to hold your breath and feel your lungs compress till they’re empty

And your last breath better curse me cause I didn’t craft all these verses for you to die just averse or perturbed

Yeah I’m disturbed cause I’m down with the sickness that stricken me with a quick wit

Absurd

if I don’t witness your eyelids close from violence till all that’s left is the sound of silence

I'll take it out on all of you hymens

Smoke these pussies while vibin

 

to the kinda rhymin' that inspires the most loyal disciples to heretical violence

It's just my kind of di-rect dialect like sanskrit mixed with signin'

heck you'd have to be blind to not read between the lines I set minus the rough between the diamonds

Oh fine then I'll do you the honor of flipping you off from the top of my vimana

that's not synonymous with nada I thought I taught ya in the Ramayana

I stole it from Ravana he was kinda bothered told him I'm your father

Yep, it's Vishrava grandson of Brahma so consider me a god huh?

My entire product is mythological fodder

But I got a Hugh Rodham like Hillary's father

 

Ancillary to dealing with Bilder b's

when you feel their come hither peek

you know they'd rather be scissoring with kids on ketamine

But they're scared of the letter V

or feather ink

constituting the bettering of a confederacy

not rednecks, academics which tend to rend the eminence like appendix or worm-like appendage

Guess you'll have to google that one

as usual son you're not the most fortunate one

it's clear your creed-ance to summon a demon is the reason that this beat is still breathin'

I guess I should slow down now

Like the whole crowd when they found out

That Sosa made more dough than Homer

For homeruns while dopin’ like Armstrong

Doggone

With this one I think I listed enough shit to paint you dyslexic pricks a picture

Like American Gothic with more fright on a Starry Night

If we party right

you won't notice the absinthe of some lobe as it goes outta sight

Not frontal but we go to a brothel and give some gib to a call girl

Hey

I know your a doll-err...

but can you hold on to my small gore?

I can pay you tomorrow

I say but I know that by the morrow I'll be gone as far as Fargo

or will Mar a lago

Cause like a tall tree with a long reach

I think I might wanna go to Palm Beach

Stay calm please don't call police

I'm alarming but more char-ming

after I gain my hate from losing my face

to the boilerplate burned alive as I try to escape

almost like suicide cause I'm so fire it's fate