Yeah x4
[Hook: Graph]
Y'all wanna battle? Let's go, grab your ammo
We will end your wack rappers' careers with just my demo
So think twice before you wanna fuck with us
Can't rock with us
'cus half you rappers just suck to us
Graphics and Don-D? Yeah we spare no one
We have you pussies biting your nails like oh here they come!
So think twice before you wanna fuck with us
Can't rock with us
'cus half you rappers just suck to us
[Verse 1: Don-D]
I was born, raised and I will probalby die in hell
So you and me could never be a match made in heaven
Fuck a wedding, choked the birth doctor with my umbilical cord, the only time I tied a knot
I don't follow like all the sheep, my theories are unheard
I force it on you
So even if it's disturbed it would still work
I'm so sick with words it could be recognized as a crime
If I stick my dick in your mom's throat I could make the gagging sounds rhyme
Y'all can't even understand the zen I'm in when I spit
Putting pins in your chin to keep your jaw from dropping
The shocking content causes brains to malfunction
I put people in chairs with more controls than Stephen Hawking
You wanna clown me? I cut so much throats my red sea is full of salty dicksucking phags it could make you float
Fuck it, I like to provoke
I make amputees run like antilopes 'till their hearts stop
And then revive you with electric shocks, that's the Roaddogg
Cause I make your armless bitch trynna itch her clit with 10 inches horse dicks stuck up in it
I know I rap gore, horrorcore is the style I go for
So imma snap so bad there ain't no time to chit chat when I blast your brains in the back of your snapback
Now try to snapchat that
My word of speech sure as hell got no filter, uncensored Ken Wilbur
I got a violent theory for everything, on The Paragraph I paraphrase reversed verses of the bible
Horrific enough to turn Christians suicidal
I split skulls from hard headed individuals
My verse is like a how to be open minded toolkit
For assistance you can dial triple 6
Turning a crucifix upside down to piss of the entire church
My verse is out of this earth 'cus I use an ouija board whenever I'm out of words
I feel this sudden surge to live the rest of my life pivately
Like Area 51 I alienate myself from society to search for unexplainable forces, to cover the chorus
Never was a fan of bright lights but I still got the motive of torches
I go for the selected genocide when I swipe right on Tinder
Finger ticks on my trigger finger
I live on the Last House on the Left
So you don't got the right to expect a decent dinner from a sinner that only goes on blind dates when I carve the girl's eyes out
I go out with a blow like mushroom clouds
They call me Stephen Paddock 'cus with a 16 I kill a whole crowd
[Hook: Graph]
Y'all wanna battle? Let's go, grab your ammo
We will end your wack rappers' careers with just my demo
So think twice before you wanna fuck with us
Can't rock with us
'cus half you rappers just suck to us
Graphics and Don-D? Yeah we spare no one
We have you pussies biting your nails like oh here they come!
So think twice before you wanna fuck with us
Can't rock with us
'cus half you rappers just suck to us
[Verse 2: Graph]
Any of you phaggots wanna get it, can have it
I don't sweat it, I take a shit with more effort I swear it
Yo I can have an unsober mind and go at it
With a broken lead and a soaking wet notepad and still come out with more dope lines than a coke addict
What you figure? Figured you could take me on?
You figured wrong
I'll disfigure you so badly you'll be walking around like Viktor Vaughn
Your lyrics belong in a trash can
Battle me, you'll have the bad end
(Graphic's a fucking madman!)
Commited more sins than my left hand
When I was in my mother's womb I used to beat my meat like Rocky
Then got a little bored, crawled out and strangled my mom with the umbilical cord
She couldn't keep here legs closed so now I'm gon' spread legs (fuck 'till Ieave a torn mattress!)
This dick will turn a feminist into a porn actress
I'm so twisted, I'll throw lit matches in a acid pot
Strap it to your butt (watch it fly up your anus like an astronaut)
And tear your ass apart
And if that ain't enough I'll reap all your fragments, burn them to ashes
Snort them, and snuff you again in my celebral cortexes
You new age kids ain't shit, you sound like you ate shit
My rhymes are fucking old school but still make yours look outdated
So fuck what you on about. Graph's the truest (true that!)
I thought you knew it, you ain't a cool kid
You live up to none of the shit you spit, stupid
All you MC embarrassments get abused like priest penitents
Wet up like beach sediments
'cus lyrically I spit more than speech impediments
(Or better yet?) You can inject your voice box with methamphetams or strap 'em with weapons
And I still wouldn't reckon you could ever compare to what I spit in a split second
[Hook: Graph & Don-D 2x]
Y'all wanna battle? Let's go, grab your ammo
We will end your wack rappers' careers with just my demo
So think twice before you wanna fuck with us
Can't rock with us
'cus half you rappers just suck to us
Graphics and Don-D? Yeah we spare no one
We have you pussies biting your nails like oh here they come!
So think twice before you wanna fuck with us
Can't rock with us
'cus half you rappers just suck to us
Y'all wanna battle?
(Can't fuck with us and you can't rock with us!)
Haha