[NOT ACCURATE YET]

[Intro: Lil Byte (with an Eminem AI voice clone) & Asa]

A lot of people ask me

If I can go back to how I used to be

Ah-ha

Well

If that's what you want

Then that’s what you'll get

Yo Jake? You ready?

You kiddin'?

I’m [?]

[Chorus: Lil Byte (with an Eminem AI voice clone)]

Something sitting in the dark

It's gonna bring the renaissance

Of not givin' any fucks

'Cause somethin' wicked this way comes!

Something's in the dark

Bring upon the renaissance (Little Byte!)

Of not giving a fuck (I'll fuckin'-)

’Cause somethin’ wicked this way comes!

[Verse 1: Lil Byte (with an Eminem AI voice clone)]

I'll grab a person with AIDS and have him prod a G

Put on fire starter as his ass will burst into flames when I ignite his gas tank

Hashtag Furnace-For-Gay-Shit

Because to wash away our sin is to play what matches burn victims faces

Wait, run it back

Arson, play with matchеs

To underestimate mе, a nasty rookie mistake, bitch

Got Asa on the track and his Mag’ is full for the blazin'

This cat'll cook any laid beef

Set fire to a slaughterhouse for a round more

That's a bull lit in the Chame-B

Perhaps we’re crooked and crazy, go to town on hoodlums, so pray we

Be never against the Ropes

Get in a ring and still you pansies couldn't engage me, but here's the finger

If ya manage to get Slim Shady to battle ya is the same as to massacre to Israelis

Puttin' my pen to the pad, and when the pen is put to the page your ass is turned to cremains

Even though the track is dirty, it may beep a blast to the brain

That will have Flora wine and dine on your ragged remains

Other words, your all maggots

Pushin' up daisies to picture this is the only way how you pussies get grave in images, but no Egyptian shit

To depict it is strictly Forbidden, so no wonder it's under some photo sin

This is me sunning you

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Weeding out the worst of the famous The amount of Dirt in the game did

Really Plant a sir plus of fakeness

We about that murder and mayhem

Cleaning out the Worms who remain in

But fuck Bearing Arms

I put hands on em like I'm Rayman

Thats how I'm hurting the Snake Men like Katakury

I'm saying these halfwit turds are the same as, Knocks Hill

Exceptional and amazing at being Bland as fuck

Like catching football on radio's

So Innoxious..

That Knocks Hill could Grap on Wookies with rabies and still Shit wouldn't get Hairy

The very definition of "White bread"

Which is laughable when you take in account, he's looking all Pale and Inbred The classic bullied Caucasian But now to pull on the main thing

Never cash or hook in Donations of Fans when you couldn't be patient

Enough to actually be playing the whole song yo

Guess his ass is that Allergic to Greatness

Cause his Reaction to "DOWN" was actually Awfull

Nothing But Rash and uncalled for Calling it a one time Magic Trick while skipping through half of it

But now the tip, of arrogance

He's slaugazing in a sound about manner my "eatens" had ran outta Mana

But man am I mad at him

Bout to go ham on the Man Again

Rathes Analogous as he's Inanimate after

His channel should have the "Bag and abandon" banner added

Fast of the nattes, whatever the fan a fan of you ted en a tast one to fatten up your bank account

"You need to work on your cadence and switch it up

But maybe you're not an MC"

Shut the fuck up, Knocks

How about you finish off Tom Macdonald first

For you cast your verbal distaste prick

Shit no wonder when you rap you Sound so White

Don't have me now mistook for a racist

Even though my bars go so hard they will have you Blackout

Batter glow it when Jake spit

Is's a Cannisal, a welve sauge and just full ge Sale asceem, cause Asa Gnaw Folks. Get it?

Na tus 33 Dope that welre basically not alloved to go near an AAC

Never shallow slow gr be praising the jackasshole of the Deities

Onlike Hogoin on Rebirth!

He's forgotten that each of

The Monotheistic Doctrines, Is a model of evil

Where's rot and mistreatment

To the core on, any topic just read them

So how can a book be wholly

When ANY moral mortal would've Torah Bible to Pieces?

Your mind and your reasoning gotta be feeble

Docile and Sleepy:

Hollow and weakened

Just to Be Headed, toward adopting these precepts T'll bonb a hospital chock-full of Preachers and Priests who had gotten theur freaking

Tax renoved, cause - Sodomized them with Needles, see there's-

[Chorus: Lil Byte (with an Eminem AI voice clone) & Asa]

Something sitting in the dark

It's gonna bring the renaissance

Of not givin' any fucks

'Cause somethin' wicked this way comes!

Something's in the dark (Ade Due Damballa)

Bring upon the renaissance (Give me the power I beg of you)

Of not giving a fuck (Ade Due Damballa) (I'll fuckin'-)

'Cause somethin' wicked this way comes! (Give me the power I beg of you) (I'll-)

[Verse 2: Asa]

You don't wanna get it in our way 'cause somethin' wicked this way

Comes somethin' wicked to wake 'em, thinkin' up ridiculous ways To inflict a painstaking end on prey, set 'em sent to the gates of the place In which Satan sits in and awaits 'em You sniffing that cane, um

You think that shit is dope It got you hooked You ain't, able to, see you're addicted thought

I said you ain't sule to see it, it's biblical

'Cause if you were Abel, you'd know that cane kills you bro

You a loudmouth, you run your mouth a lot

You clowns do not get it I said allowed, allot

We thinking out the box

Your circle of squares

Know us feared when we come around the block

I don't like that "Kidd" guy

Declares he's a lyricist?

His conspiracy theories are very embarrassing

Big-terrorists weary of wearing material

They're scared to prepare for an ailment

"like It's barely American"

The higher ups engineering variants and then sharing em"

Then share a vid aired

By the transparent and serious Veritas /s

Ain't even hilarious It's evil; nefarious

Put my ear against the speaker All I hear is arrogance

It's me and Little Byte When you little biters spit a lyric trying to strike fear or fright in us

And you fellas slight us We feel a slight Pinch it's like Getting bit by a tick or mite or getting a midget pissed

And having him strike you in a pillow fight

But when I kill a mic?

Nobody, gonna lick with my stamina And ima Man of my Word Damage you in a manner You, won't manage to Handle

I man handle em Gonna get the hands like a mandible

Going han And I'm an animal And ammo'11 have a man's matter smattered With that Mac

Matter of fact I ain't saying hello when I wave metal

There's a disparity

Between what each of us do with a pencil That's why the word "level" is a palindrome

You can try to spin it like you're moving up

But whatever way you look at it, it's still the same level

You're thinking that Your feats egregious

I'm thinking that your peak three feet Compared to me which is 33 metres Wait I mean that isnt The peak See that's only a peak at it Please the zenith of what I'm speaking

Is Reaching the height of Stanley It's big Peeps see the way, I'm flowing; peep my drift peep that shit You getting fractured Split and fragmented fast and It is that quick

That I could tell you in advance And still it catch you off guard

When it happens Got you in a casket And I'm cackling when clapping

Then I'm capping any capping When in battle got the mm magnum M and m

No wonder why it's spittin at ya

I could spit it backwards

Me and Byte win Die, will you!

Now flip it

You will die when bitin' me We quell you Blaow

Blew steel It spills blood

Ne still 39 loe give a fuek

Now silp it backwards and get your lid blew still den't give a luck Spill your blood,, it steel blew In seill Bon't Give A Fuck:

He spills your blood and it's still blue

T T tT el gied you

Sike Bitch Blease

As If I Had a Guilty Senscience TIl Kill. You Adam, Calhown That man's a baboon

I' 1l smack the buttoon

Like when you get mad and bash a computer

Like that' 11 undo the damage

And have any screws

That are knocked loose Knocked back

Where they used to be and have it resume

As usual

I'm just trna held him out

Hoping if I hit him enough times his horrid takes he'11 forget about

Until he forgets just how to rap and squeeze a sentence out

So he can never put out any shit now like empty bowels Im spitting better, Tom MacDonald is getting severed and dismembered with the cleaver

Nobody's putting him together Ever again And it's ironic he should get his shit together

And realise he can't put shit together

Rap ain't showing no progression Yeah we have a bunch Of rappers coming up fast

But those cats are just whack as fuck

Maybe I just can't adjust They come in RAPid SUCCESSION

But in a SESSION these RAPpers SUCK