Downright Vicious

[Verse 1]
Bust into your joint, pick the lock with a dagger
Rob your possessions, shoot you up like Wactor
I’ll be laughing like a villain when I hear that splatter
Say goodbye, punk, it’s the end of your chapter
I grip the mic like a shotgun, my words are the ammo
These rhymes drive through your ears, like my cashflow
Take aim at the opps, finna ignite the shadows
You can drown in these bars, cause these lines ain’t shallow
Can’t quit spitting this shit, it’s a fuckin’ habit
Three opps gunned down, call it a hat trick
I’m a wizard with these skills, but this shit ain’t magic
No illusions here, don’t need a hat and rabbit
But I’ll make you disappear, then I’ll bow and say “ta da”
Welcome to the fiesta, you’re the fuckin’ pinata
Slice you up and watch your organs spill out like lava
Don’t blame me, punk, I’m just doin’ what I gotta

[Chorus]
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Throw on my tuxedo, it’s time for business
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Boutta crash the party, kill every witness
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Throw on my tuxedo, it’s time for business
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Boutta crash the party, kill every witness

[Verse 2]
Cut a dick off like it’s motherfuckin’ road rage
Time for a hit and run, cuck, you ain’t gonna reach old age
Got your location on a GPS, call it a home page
Like an empty will, when you die, there will be no change
I’m pullin’ up to your crib, you better be on alert
I ain’t here to spread joy, I ain’t here to comfort
They don’t know my game, so they think it’s absurd
I’m not fucking around, so hear the shit I utter
I tear these plotting oppas apart like spaghetti
Then I dig through the closet, grab the pills, start poppin’
Hit some opioids, gettin’ high off the oxy
Let it settle in, let it spike through my body
Trippin’ outta reality, boutta leave the Earth’s lobby
But I’m still floating, I’ll never quit the elevation
Boutta charge from this Earth, the stars are my destination
These bars hella sick, but I don’t need medication
I just planted some bombs, it’s time for detonation

[Chorus]
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Throw on my tuxedo, it’s time for business
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Boutta crash the party, kill every witness
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Throw on my tuxedo, it’s time for business
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Boutta crash the party, kill every witness

[Verse 3]
I rub your girl’s ass, like a fucking pick-pocketer
Fuck her in the booty with my rectal thermometer
She begs me to go faster, to increase my speedometer
Rearrange her guts, like an organ compositor
Her cunt is moist and wet, ass juicy and round
This ain’t word vomit, punk, what goes down can stay down
Gunshots make everything bright, like the jewels on my crown
They act grand when I’m gone, but they cower when I’m around
Just gotta pull the lever, and turn this shit to mayhem
You stepped in the wrong ring, this ain’t no playpen
Your curtains are closing, so you better start prayin’
Beg to God for mercy, and be sure to say Amen
Heart puffin’, skin’s mushy, boutta quench your daughter
I be rubbin’ her tushie, like an anal doctor
I ain’t bluffin’, pussy, I was sent here to slaughter
Blade shufflin’, blood gushing, in the trench, like water

[Chorus]
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Throw on my tuxedo, it’s time for business
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Boutta crash the party, kill every witness
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Throw on my tuxedo, it’s time for business
You’re gonna taste my wrath, cause I’m downright vicious
Boutta crash the party, kill every witness