Oh Lord

[Verse]
Yeah, challenge me, guaranteed I'll be at my worst
Damage your crew, clique and any other C word
Oh lord, I’m like the first pain they ever heard
They gonna answer when I ask “Do a rehearse?”
My verse is hypnotic, burst your symphonic
Phil plays the drums, feel ill when I spits on it
Murder songs with a pen stroke
Break the beat, sweet, believe me now it's dead broke
I open a can and slam on a track and jam the most
You gone get ghost like Pac-Man
Kaspische, see my steez and be like “That man's the dopest”
You know that others quoted a whack man
And they whack, man, self stimulated
Over bloated egos is overinflated
Overrated, they showboatin’ but my cadence
Is unapproachable like plutonium high graded
Uranium mind, I'm made into radiation
Rhyme exposed and placed right inside the patients
Radio, play it on high rotation
Till they in sync and their mind's ready for my statements
The greatest to ever walk or talk stays gritty
Dorian Gray, Mortar's lines stay pretty
Make witty quicks
Puttin' me on a track's like puttin' a turtle on his back, now see if he flips
Amen to that oh lord
I wanna up shit like switchin' G3 to G4
Get my text on
Get wreck on a record and let the drum roll to exit for the next song