Hotter than blue flames, your gay crew is too vein, lose the fame raps before we collab'd no one knew your name
Heavily induced pain, that’s my type of death, I’m about to show you why mixers stay behind the decks
And don’t get on the mic to flex, your mind’s too dense, you’re about to get chopped up like lines of meth
When I rhyme def the ‘speeds surprising’ like a drink spiked with X, this aint cyber death, I’ll find where ya live n’ slice ya neck
With knives, machettes, left as a pile of confetti, hit your from seventy miles a sniper with no sight I’m that steady
Strike with deadly venom inside ya, the temper of a viper, lie dead and soaked in reddened attire
Just confess I’m tighter, all Elements knows it, your irrelevant vocals don’t match my elegant flows bitch
Sever your throat rip your leg and soak it in a keg of corrosive sediment till you go sick
Your bones split in so many places you collapse, face the facts mate basically you’re wak
Your stats display you’re a disgrace to rap, a charade, an act, I ‘follow’ dreams your ‘chasing’ smack
get ya head clipped off by a great big axe, the only pussy your dick’s got is from raping cats
faintly crash, blood loss from a gaping gash, black funeral parade to match, paid in cash
your face detached like Travolta n’ Cage, a vulture that preys on emcees and sculptors their pain
send jolts through your veins, conducted by volts in the rain till ya left as a smouldering stain
controlling your brain through telekinesis, a prevalent thesis to go back in time and bury ya fetus
my trajectory reaches worldwide without satellites, you produce less than what meets the size of your battle hype
stabbin this guy with a dagger size bigger than a broadsword, this cause calls for the gore of a warlord
saw four limbs off, leave you as a stump, cleave out your lungs and leave you breathing from a pump
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spew acid....
BME you did things i wouldnt have ever thought off specially this line here
