Monster

[Verse 1]
Hades had me banned, you’ve awoken a titan
He be makin the demands, lost my soul and I’m fightin
Leave me the fuck alone trust the cobra be bitin
Put my heart in it to harden it the notepad I’m writin
How could I ever stop when its got hope up in inside it
The blade to your throat, got any last words?
Maybe you’ll float or unidentified hearse
Phrases in my head and then I vividly create em
The industry is faking, I legitametly hate еm
Every syllable I’m sayin I be lingеring with satan
Not givin em a payment, got lyricists afraid when nowadays the only thing thats critical is placement
Diss me? bitch please, bad approach in pure denial
You’ll see when I order Thanatos to crucify you
You should see what that evokes in new disciples
When I’m standing at the door like movie Michael
Try me fool, I’m a bull, Matador and crew beside you
Time to get lost like in the catacombs in looping cycles
I have no equal, honestly all I see lyin ass people
All of these wannabes minds are so feeble
Solemly conquering, flying with eagles
So the mic I gotta pass it down
Dive in the genepool
Biceps is lethal, the poison is cold fool
You dynamite, I got no choice but to blow too
Your boy is like Goku, the scheme and the flowking
The IQ you see it increases like old skin
All of your flows are kinda awkward in timing
Body you cold, I write with chalk from the crime scene
Not a modest abode, I might just walk with a slight lean
Cuz the watch made of big rocks, London for sightseeing
Dont get it backwards cuz the don bumpin like in the office of mike dean

[Verse 2]
You know that I stay on the upward trajectory dawg
You officially ain't got nothing to lecture me on
Bottomless treachery caused all my devils to spawn
It’s over for you and you know it’s true
Global warming when I’m in the booth
I don’t do this shit for money I ain't rappin for the clout
Battle a rival, santas arrival, my presence on the house
It’s predictable my lyrics will go underappreciated
Listen to me spit, god this ain't something that he created
Rest assured in it, trust me nothings abbreviated
I keep at em, with these patterns, drunk and enibrieated
This the consequence of the hunger this beat created
This is war dude, panic face now
Drip ain't normal, acid raincloud
It’s often too simple
They come up to my face and I get rid of em with one push like popping a pimple
A bitch came up to me and did this awkward shuffle
I let her know when I filled her out - Crosswordpuzzle
This dog ain't muzzled and my timepiece is lavish shit
So If you start crying and panickin, I know you checked the rhyme scheme analysis
I can imagine it
I beat the game into submission, next up you tap
The bars are bound to go over heads like durags
Tell bitches after sex I’ll get a towel okay?
In the past I made over a thousand mistakes
Under my nose they rub it in and the powder is laced
Dont try to get into my head cause it’s a frowned upon place
So for me to thrive in it makes me proud in a way
But most of these motherfuckas just spit lousy and fake
No lyricism at all, it’s the sound that is great
I stick my neck out for my people, where the crown’ll be placed
So shoutout to my homies from the Council of Based