All you crown wearing title holders hand it over

Dead bodies standing over, champ it's over

Drag em like Drago dragged Apollo

Shallow Graves now await anyone who follow

Brain and chain hollow like them Chocolate bunnies on Easter

If ya shit is wack I'm charging double for features

My reach is Fantastic like that Marvel guy

Model fly , sheeeeit I just might bring back Karl Kani

More skills than a Devry grad, my bad

Too confident to mumble you niggas ya'll sound sad

Fade any fad when made mad

Thunder clap rap make a train and plane crash

You same as it ever was, dead bug with no buzz

Still throwing joints like boxers in golden gloves

Used to roll in clubs, Mic given, type driven

Given kids business like Mike Bivins

Make 3 words a life sentence to spike interest

Not from Minnesota but I'm some Viking shit

Verse 2

Mad max in a maxima axe in my left hand

Hack rappers up use their skull as a headband

Psychotic reverend, Rembrandt advance

Murder is a art play part like Vincent Van

Ear to the street, I appear on a beat

Like a ghost, you a fake one with a hole in sheet

Prone to defeat, ya'll kids known to retreat

I'm a beast killing foes leaving bones in the street

Bon Appetite, opponents I eat, don't even speak

Not a peep your dignity you gotta keep

You got a week to live like you seen the Ring tape

Got your shorty trying to chase me to the Wingate

I get it in mate you about to be an inmate

Too much trapping in your rapping confessions on tape

First 48 then you turn into Portier

It's just entertainment yeah that's what they all say

Verse 3

My styles like a vial that's unflushable, rushing you

Straight to a PO evil Theo huxtable

Sucks for you like DustBuster I crush clusters

Of , thugs and hustlers, turn em into customers

Move these rap packs, my Uzi claps at

Corny cats that , sound like ass hats

The kid in the class that they laughed at

He abstract

Experimenting on rappers like they lab rats

Kicking manure that's sure to be cure

Test my product bet it come back pure

Like Blue Sky by Heisenberg wise with words I deserve

A warning system so know when I'm at high alert

Rhyme berzerk, still stay fly like Kirk

Krack leave jerks murked face down in the dirt

Them rhymes whoever wrote it should get demoted

It's too sugar coated, Okay I'm relaoded... Machine Gun Rap!