[Verse 1: Iron Solomon]

I'm just a regular guy with a piece of the devil inside

Trouble over treble, I am Jekyll and Hyde

Foot to the pedal with incredible drive

If you blockin' my lane you will never survive

My step is in stride to start wreckin' your pride

Ridin' the rush the instrumental provides

At the end of the line I'll stare dead in your eyes

And sense fear: you ain't ready to die

See I'm an average person, but if you peer past the curtain

In my pupils, then you'll see a savage lurkin'

Determined to capture the rats and vermin

It's the rapture, snakes in the grass are squirmin'

Mistakes from the past returnin'

Embodied in the words of a pastor's sermon

At the funeral pyre while your casket's burnin'

I don't think this anger management class is workin'

You bastards learnin'? Tryin' to mask the aggression

Is a thing of the past, you better ask for repentance

The bastard who had been handed a sentence

Just broke out the box and is back with a vengeance

I testified that my best had tried to keep it in

But my thoughts are unholy and my speech is sick

It's time my hunger's unleashed again

Supper, motherfuckers, let the feast begin!

[Hook: Illmac]

There's nothin' to fear but fear itself

But I stare in the mirror and I fear myself

'Cause I know what lies beneath

But I hide behind the beat, tryna disguise the beast

[Verse 2: Illmac]

I'm a normal man with morbid torture plans

And forceful hands that could turn a corpse to sand

I was born to conquer foreign lands

From Portland to the shores of France, this is for the fans

I be on tour to support me and

Want my project in stores to try give me a sporting chance

Of makin' a livin', every statement is wisdom

Laced to a rhythm, please save your hateful opinions

"I'm not into makin' friends," I'm into rapin' this business

And takin' its riches, so I'm swingin' straight for the fences

"No holdin' back," the majors are senseless

They take what we give 'em

"We make off sales what they make off the interest"

When I came in the entrance, I started makin' a shit list

'Cause the constant rape of artists is what made me this vicious

"I'm grateful, I'm gifted," when my brain has a vision

I relay it to the page and fit it in the space of a sentence

"Engage your defenses," I chuck grenades from the trenches

The industry shunned me, now I'm just takin' my vengeance

"You think Satan is twisted?" If you a page on my shit list

I'll make you beg for repentance like rapists in prison

I mean, it's enough that I'm unknown and unsigned

And all I have is one soul and one mind

But all I need is one flow and one rhyme

And one pen 'cause with one stroke I unwind

Sometimes murder's somethin' I'd be happy to do

So when I murder the mic, I imagine it's you

And don't have it confused, that's actually true

It's not to get a reaction from you

"These rappers are fools," I focus on the tracks that I do

Not fashion and what matches with my hat and my shoes

Put the match to the fuse, I'm just itchin' to blow, man

So get with the program, if you dissin' me know that—

[Hook: Illmac]

There's nothin' to fear but fear itself

But I stare in the mirror and I fear myself

'Cause I know what lies beneath

But I hide behind the beat, tryna disguise the beast