[Intro: Dizaster]

It's just that gut-wrenching

Extremely witty

Crazy like, multi-syllabic shit that we do

Ya know what I mean? And like...

You can't just do that

It requires an infinite amount of skill to be able to do that type of shit and like, just to be able to comprehend it, you have to be advanced enough

[Verse]

Evil elements

Still bringin eloquence

Peep the excellence

Sorry, nibba

Y'all ain't winnin

I'm just in this competition

To reap the benefits

I'm a beast competitively

Y'all are just seeking relevance

Cus see I'm evidently

Better than you geeks could ever get

I'm tall and mighty

With an awful psyche

So y'all don't like me

I look in the mirror and all that I see's the wall behind me

My noggin icy

I'm the tribe chief atop society

Chickens fall flat like the romp of Miley!

Bars so highly sweet they're carmelizing

Karma don't apply to me... a cop of rhyming

From me to you...

The fleece the truth

Bring em through

Beat your crew!

I'll leave a dude in a steaming soup

Feed him to each of you

I'm the one. Undefeatable!

I don't eat people food

I eat people... that's because people food

See, my dude?

This a degree of dissing with this, I'm disagreeable

Wickedly

Killin these

Mini-Me's

Stop the mimicking

Nibba, he

Been the king

With the clean

Hippity-Hop ability

Wash 'em. Listerine

Drop you instantly

Fall like pretty leaves

God-Level conscience. My thoughts infinity

Y'all would've thought I'd be coughing. Dog, I'm awfully sick emcee

Talk to Kennedy!

Every lyric I've ever written should come with a certificate of authenticity!

OCD. I'm clean

Don't compete with these

Golden Fleece Elite

Holy deities

Popes of pulsin' potent

Poetry and schemes

I just kill em for the dopamine release!

Justice just is someone who "stole a Visa"

I stole your decency!

Choke emcees and squeeze

Throats. You scream and weeze!

Won't be free to breathe

Hopes and dreams get thieved

I beat on songs

Reborn 3 times

Beast monster!

Schemes hotter than Rihanna

In a neon

Green thong

String-on bra!

We bomb. See boss? We Bob-Ombs!

Think dog, we bomb. We Allah!

I got the "Balls Of Fury"

If you wanna have a little back and forth

You can get paddled, whore...

Cus I be walkin' purely!

Wait... I gotta be addin' more

Just to scheme on y'all!

What I bring to the table will bounce, so ching chong

See y'all? He called ping pong ball!

Pop the audio!

Shot the song so, yo!

Dog, don't walk too close!

Knock your dominos!

Slick wit!

The sickest!

I'm snifflin'

I've been this hot since long ago!

You could get jumped for that flag homie...

That means you should hop like Mario!

I've evolved eons beyond y'all

I got that Anunnaki-Flow!

I have to beat 'em

See the savage feedin'

Im actually beefin'

I eat 'em

I dont have a reason

Crafting these classic masterpieces

Cats are bleedin' when the masters speakin'

I'm sprintin' straight at you leapin'

Crackin' things like you decided

To scrap with Liam Neeson in a glass Museum

You actually thinkin' you can win?

Man, you rappers dreamin'

You'd rather sleep in!

Man, it be

Sad to be

Anyone on the receiving end of these raps that he send!

He sinned by spittin' this rude

Stick it to you, fool...

This is my queue!

Every word that I've written is definitive proof

I literally live in the booth!

This the reason you dont want a feature

Cus I'm sicker than you!

Doesn't really matter if I win or I lose

Cus it's still the sickest entry. Man, this is the truth!

Push you down a massive hill, like you Jack and Jill

Maybe blast the steel

Got your wife eatin' Plan B pills like they're Happy Meals

Thats a fact for real

I hope you slip on a banana peel, and land in a cactus field

Get killed, and vanished

Or fractured, and damaged without a fraction of an actual chance to heal!

(Outro)

I need to win this cash, cus I need to...

I need to get a camera still