Eric Vitch Battle

im religously spitting at you tempermentally

when you step to me ill hit you back tremndously

like my mouth is some actual weaponry and ill have you deceased

cuz i never cease to expose fake G's and have drop to their knees

im snatching your clientele, blowing you to all hell like my lyrics

were shrapnel so you fuckers feel my wrath, im causing a bloodbath

the insane psycopath with a hatchet and when it comes to my skills

you cant match it and ill take your career and smash and slash it

and kill it before your able to grasp it and put you in a casket

im the rap president and i can make you go bye-bye, my lyrics

will get you so high you would swear you were heaven sent

and its my temperment to represent like god now bitch repent

do you want the pain now or later? cuz right now i feel like eating

you like a now or later and dispose of you an hour later

im the lyrical terminator on all you agravators and i punch a crater

into all the modern haters and cause rippels among all you instagators