Butterfly Effect Remix

(Verse 1)

Had to get back on my shit
Heavily hazardous
Don't pick a match wit da kid
Now that these rappers is sick
I'm just back in the mix
And I'm snapping they neck wit da grip
I am no average kid
Flow is so cancerous
Hoping to damage ya quick
These rappers can't cope wit the damages
Hoping I vanish
Just know that I'm vastly equipped
With all this rappin I could actually win
With all this passion I won't have to pretend
With all this action I could pass as the prince
My only faction is the pad and the pen
The throne I'll snatch it if you slow to grab it Imma known assassin
Quick to stab you again
I'm over average can't oppose a maverick
That's a open casket if you can't get a grip
These niggas fake like the news
It's not in my nature to lose
I go insane and I slay everything in the booth
I call that creative abuse
I ain't in the mood man
I still got too much to prove
And not enough shit I could lose
Think you can fit in my shoes
You really a fool
You niggas too timid to move
You finna be hittin the snooze
(yeah)
I'm so elusive, A lunatic Lucifer losing the juice
(yeah)
I'm over you pricks like a solar eclipse and I feel like the moon
(yeah)
I'm not from this planet
That's why they can't stand it
I'd like to assume
Give me some room
So I can give em the pressure
I been killin shit wit minimal effort
Yo instrumental put that shit on a stretcher
Feelin wicked wit dis sinister weapon
You know the mission is critical segment
But this shit is all apart of the rise
Trials and tribulations all in ya mind
Imma make it to the top when it's time
And right now I feel like it's time
(it's time)
Let me get it back like a stolen bike
My soul it holds the light
When I hold the mic connivers want my soul but its over priced
Imma end up on top like its overbite
My flows equivalent to a cobra bite
Noxious
Never know when I'm gonna strike
And I'm still a threat never the foldin type
So keep reachin, constantly heat seeking
I really won't allow you to keep sleeping
Mind never gone idle, I keep thinking
Rhymes never gone dry cause it keep leakin
I have to make these rappers take a seat
We all know what it's like to feel defeat
Now it's time to build up and release
I just went O.J. Simpson on the beat
(it's murder)
Young nigga murder careers
I been yearning to burn every verse that I give
I return wit the urge to merge wit the pen
Spit a verse and it's served wit a hearse for the dead
Watchin my every move
You might need a better view
I'm rapidly rising and reachin the revenue
I might just reach heaven too
Immaculate rhyming no effort to level up
I work on my weaknesses just so I don't see no body ahead of us
They soon to be grieving abusin the beat
And I don't plan on lettin up
I'm on a roll
"F" yo opinion I'm rising alone
Don't mess wit the vision when I'm in the zone
I bet you they cry when I light up the globe

(UGH SQUABLZ, PHILLY)