Pulse

[Verse 1: K-Fix]
Fuckin' with a G, you 'bout to be no longer breathin'
Leave 'em leakin' for no reason when I'm fiendin' for the kill
Guaranteed to be an emergency in need of a procedure from the trauma center when I'm bombin' niggas wit the steel

I'm an abomination of the darkest places in ya dreams I'm leavin' 'em either in a hearse or in the trunk of my Deville
Then I'll be givin' a demonstration of the way to make 'em meet the reaper makin' 'em sleep and deceased I guarantee nobody lives

Strapped with that shit that'll make suckas so sick
When I take aim a nigga finna leave your body on the pavement
I'm slappin' that clip in the K hoe so don't Get in the way or become another victim hit up with that thang

It's a murder that I'm cravin' gotta satisfy the urge to put my rivals in the dirt I'm bringin' the death desolation buckin' they brain no hesitation then I'm erasin' diggin' the grave of all my enemies leavin' no traces for the investigation
Now hell is your destination should have thought about that Shit 'for you headed in the direction that led to your devastation

I'm filling 'em full of lead it feels better to me to send niggas straight to the med instead of me takin' my medication
And fuck all my adversaries I'll bury the motherfuckas and bust 'em up with the weapon and wet 'em up in a second I did the shit with no hesitance never miss yeah that's evident what the fuck you expect when you in the presence of greatness

Mask on my face with duct tape on the handle I'm outside your place and I'm waitin' as soon as he come out the house I'll jump out with that thang and I'm Bangin' it ain't no escapin' it 'bout to get devilish bustin' yo melon a smooth getaway to a different location in my Chevrolet by the time that the ambulance made it they didn't feel a thang when they was takin' your Pulse

[Verse 2: Kaoz]
My blows ain't sky but they hold When these poor motherfuckers already have the coffin open
I see 'em make a move but I actin' like I don't know shit
Turn to catch you all see finna get me a promotion and i'mma throw shit I'll overdose shit I cock you know bitch
Words of my boss met him on the floss and i'm findin' lyrical voices to fathom without a lotion I'm a lyrical cannon I swear to god I will show you (Pulse!)

Problem how to get my pill before it even wears it makes me kill
Winter's comin' see it makes a crack in the seal finally all you motherfuckers will see this shit is real
Take a grab to let go (lord help me)
I just wanna go home (they tell me)
Cause livin' dead with this Pulse (is crazy)
Is different then he told (crazy)

[Verse 3: Hurricane]

I'm a let them have it with that AK-47
These niggas thinkin' it's finna be easy
Creeping on the come up, I run up on them with the voodoo don't believe me nigga ask Mr. Ouija
Coming up out that grave with the laughter
Looking at nigga's faces they amazed from the rapture
Ready to put it on them turn a nigga into Casper
Pump up to his mouth like this fool had asthma
You don't want to get into homicidal endeavors
I be clever with the weapons so nigga kill that...
Before you know it I'm at you with a machete in the alley on that Molly and ready to pull your wig back
Knowing I got this problem with my brain
Having a nigga twitching I can feel it in my veins
My pulse is erratic I know I'm going insane
This disease is contagious let me give you the same
Do you want to kill with me?
Be sick in your cranium never know where your mind is?
Or do you wanna deal with me?
Put a nigga in a blender serve him up to a blind kid
Fucking with these forces
Got a nigga splitting up the bodies like divorces
I will be the killer that will infiltrate the fortress
Stopping your pulse till you turn into corpses

[Verse 4: Crucified]
Hopping it and bringing it coming to get it up poppin an idiot making it fast and
I’m throwing the body get off of my property niggas I’m fresher they're picking the best
While I’m bombing the club and I get bloody pickin my feet up whenever I'm killing them first (HEY!)
With the bloodying business I’m murderin visitors breakin it back while I’m bringing it best
I’m limited gonna be double or triple I’m giving the show up and I’m really the best
I’m ripping it up but im getting it sticking it they givin me shits but they taking a ‘lapse
I'm bringing it back and I'm living it bother em thinking of severing ligaments then i be coming to sever em bringing the trigger then fucking em over smack em all over
Coming and ripping their brain out
Breaking the tough while I’m taking a puff
When I’m braking somebody up
Taking a part up taking a puff and I’m hitting a dab
I hear they give it a pass
Bringing a bloodier back in the casket
While taking it from me I make it a second I make it a picket
I’m sicker than most of em making em miserable putting the blast
Look at you making your music the end up of fucking with me
Is the pussy I’m packing I’m bout to go rapping go write some
But it’ll be sicker than sicker and plus you’ve seen it working
After I get up I’m sicker and picking the way
How do we get up packing the gun and we killing ya
Rotting ya brain and we give em a hundred clip
Get the victim I’m bout to get tweaking em pick it up bake it up
Making the criminal in pain and I’m back in the hood
Get to baking and then braking their bone and their thinking I’m back
And I’m bringing it veteran hit em all
Then brake em all they grabbing the flow when their taking the fun
I be taking their fun when I’m braking em all
And I’m taking their soul when they’re here motherfucker
I’m braking them over like
Hit em a couple again but they know that were bringing em over
And they’re sicker than no-one I’m bringing the dope and I’m bringing the rover
Their planning more but they’re lacking the flow
Always wonderin’ how will they know when their drummer been flinging it wrong
And about to go bom but they never loose
Or they’re lucky that I’m home
But they’re feeling apocalypse sicker than bucking this
Sicker than walking up packing apocalypse
Look at an enemy double their body up bagging a body up
About get some on machete
Consider I’m breakin’ em of off the globe
Look at the couple of idiot taking the meal again
Taking some millions and I consider em packing a million
Taking a million forget a fellowship I’d rather live with it
Hit em with venom I’m done with the idiot
Better believe in them we offer a million look at the millions
I’m making a habit when I get in my zone
When I’m taking a rapper that get in my dream
And I’m making em happily hitting my floor
When I give em the name I’m hanging em over
The heater will love it when it hit my phone