This is old but it changed the lyrics around to get it to fit a beat. Beat changes up the third verse so the flow is different.
I gave em the pain cause my crazy flow admits
Decay to yo brain like it is radioactive
Obey all my reign before you make me go savage
And slay who restrain cause wit blades we go at it
You used to go hard but your ratio back flipped
Now your big rhymes blow like fellatio wit a fat chick
My ways evoke madness; I know im driving you nuts
Cause your courage is gone like I was frying ya guts
I’m depriving you of your right to flow to the beat
Findin out you can’t whine about yo woes when you speak
Everyone loves my raps and you noticed its heat
Cause when I spit you’re standing like I roasted ya seat
Ya know ya shits weak, whose got the last laugh
You can’t be more fag if you had a teddy bear and a back pack
It's my time to shine, im makin these rhymes combine
It's like my raps hit the white chalk cause it needs nine rewinds
Chorus (x2)
Yo please stop, im ready to score
You'll be dropped if you aint ready for war
I took three shots but im ready for more
Look at what he got, be ready for war
A lame prick thats brain sick wit a wrecked mind
A deranged nuisance makin more strange music then Tech N9ne
My complex rhymes have you flippin over vertically
Watch yo step don’t trippin over this murdered beat
Im rippin ya surgically, tearing you limb from limb
Im racking ya rear when your rapping career begins to end
When my pen contends its always the preeminent
So any contest in the pad… we winnin it
Fuck a pen and pad listen to what we wrote instead
Cause my flow pierces your body with molten lead
I'm holdin heads but it aint hard to get along wit me
It's comedy when you grab the mic and try to get it on wit me
Watch and learn till im in your head hauntin ya dreams
Toss and turn while im in ya bed halting ya screams
I ain't faulting ya schemes, it's just the terror inside
When the creature escapes the features create terrible lies
Chorus (x2)
We’re in the final battle so your days are over
Your time will shatter then your whole game lays molder
Im a blazing cobra when I grab the mic and spit this venom
Ill remain in power; your game is sour like a citrus lemon
Blastin like a nitrous engine, hit the mic, im rocking the flow
Why you throw your hands up when I rap it ain’t stoppin the blow
Straight mockin you hoes, im special cause when I fell on this earth
God looked down, took a bow n said that is one hell of a birth
I excel wit the verse; leave you fuckin maggots in demise
I’m out to claw shit, come out the closet, your all faggots in disguise
Your games stagnate in these eyes, im ahead when your words fall
Im actin to diss, you have no reaction to this, fuck the third law
Im throwin a curve ball, you got no answer, Pedro Cerrano
It's so sick after a week I had all state plagued wit mono
It’s your favorite song so stop acting like your really tough
I'm the greatest of all time call me Billy Gruff
Chorus (x2)