Verbal Serial Killer
Once Again I seize all the focus of applause
People lookin at me like im jesus on a cross
If I was never born,the ass wouldn’t be drawn
The name C-Riz wouldn’t be in street wars
I burn this place all I need is a mean spark
The game im in would have the same weak flaws
But me fixing the location like a drill inspector
Will be a boot camp for youth men in hell doors
Either you stand strong or take yourself off
the image of rap no one feelin your act
its raw underground music like a gun slap
paranoid,leave you an option is to haunt back
that’s what I did look where I stand im wanted
hip hop police forecast another verbal murder
they may be right imma ask adolf ______
oh no he didnt man..shit didnt mean to
[chorus]
Put yo lighter up this is fighters club
UFC on ya,after finished up
Will I rise up [what] will my night come up
Verbal serial killers waitin for ya
Like a thunder I drowl over haters
You scared go call all my neighbours
Watch me workin my ass off pump shit
Till im the one guy on a track who run shit
Oh yeah you complain cuz i offend this
But you cant compete simply im majestic
Are you lookin forward to rest in peace
Or you lookin forward to step in deeds
Do the favour to everyone, mask your face
Again you nervous and you actin strange
But im not even here to explain my thoughts
Just show whats dope my flow and so
I go on and on,loose myself in my rhyming zone
Honestly yo listen I speak the thruth
In the booth,in the streets for the youth
[chorus]
Put yo lighter up this is fighters club
UFC on ya,after finished up
Will I rise up [what] will my night come up
Verbal serial killers waitin for ya
Im shining so bright don’t mistake me for the sun
Call me Thomas Jefferson,the beginning of the bulb
I hope I enlighten your game for the long run
Which I plan to carry on cuz im not done son
okay I wont quit no way
flow pace in the speed of light on a runway
im so magical, I disappear and put a spell on you
wait im here wait im there lemme put a NEXT on you
flex you fools ,sending ya back to the bus
im stressin you with every track I adjust
get of the lane cuz every path I interrupt
is filled with my skillz and ashes of ya
don’t get mad at me you inflate like fake boobs
any second you explode see what hate do
don’t hate me hate the game hate my guts
hate cheese hate him but I don’t give a fuck
[chorus]
Put yo lighter up this is fighters club
UFC on ya,after finished up
Will I rise up [what] will my night come up
Verbal serial killers waitin for ya