I don't have a chorus yet just a title.
Verse 1:
Step up and face the task before I waste your ass
Don’t even stay and ask when I bring out my Jason Mask
Causing a blatant crash up in the land of the scarlet and grey
So take your shit, haul it away and call it a day
You can frolic and play to avoid pain until my boys reign
The choice came to rejoice or be slain
The noise rang out during your petty flop
Im on a steady trot to the top, im ready to pop im like a fire cracker
Imma hit ya like a linebacker till your spine fractures
My divine laughter will confine wacker emcees in a malign chapter
You’ll spiral backwards out of control
A crazy murderer out of parole, about to unload
You can’t fight it this book’s already written
It ends with you meeting the same fate as Eddie Griffin.
Im Steady Rippin this beat to shreds as I behead the competition
When I stomp the victims and leave streets red
I don’t regret what ive done no beef threat could contrive fun
Cut, slice, run, and then confide in none the horrors of what ive done
Verse 2:
My crazy flow that gets spit is radioactive
May we go back if my galactic rap hits back wit that didactic rap shit
Am I that sick that my anti-wack tactics smack shit like an elastic monastic
It’s fantastic as I come in with these pit saws to cut your wrists off
Ya been soft, sometimes I spit awes but mostly I get yall
To acquit all your violations of the bitch laws
You get called up it’s the major leagues
Quit whining about it your behaviors weak and
When you get up don’t save your seat cause we know that the kids favor me
The craters deep and im comin up through the dust
When I move to crush you’ll lose ya trust
Your confused and just when they bust in I leave you abused and rushed
To the hospital but you lost little conscience so your nonsense comes across as riddles
Since then ive known my words were weapons
Because you shit your pants when you heard me steppin
Verse 3:
Your hope I devastate, and nope I’ll neva taste the pain you’ve tasted
Or the blood, sweat and tears that you’ve wasted
Throw me the best you got homie ive faced it
The broken rhymes in my unspoken mind have been pasted
Together to form this clever storm, ive made it
Happen in this game, shit mayne, which way
You wanna be sliced by this switch blade
Metaphorically, cause you focused to back then
Cause historically I ain’t supposed to happen
They’ve distorted me so you wouldn’t want to be exposed to rappin
And it worries me cause ive been roastin n’ attackin
These motha fuckin suckas yeah I lit the fire
And I’ve got the entire world in my empire
I admire your struggle but ive released the beast
Yeah the peace has ceased ive greased the feast and im read-y to eat
Im beneath defeat and ready to rise up from underneath the streets