PURE EVIL

REZXREKT:
[Verse 1]

Why you rapping like you winning when you slowly going broke?
Don't be rapping like you tough, you might come off as a joke
Most these people talking but don't wanna settle smoke
How you say you want a feature but can't keep up with a flow?

I'm REZXREKT, I'm better than the favourite of your veterans
The rest ain't no comparison, I'm counting all my Benjamin's
My brethren, I'm Mexican and black not American
I settle it with medicine, the benefit is excellent

And I don't do the monkey, cos' I'm constantly evolving
Enemies can never stop me, cos' they energy dissolving
If you up then why you flopping? if you scared then why you plotting?
Ima keep on going up and Ima keep the heads bopping

I've been on my grind, spinning back just like a Tec-dec
Packing so much heat that you might just need a medic
The way i keep a blade you would know its not selective
And none of you really want it but I perfectly [?] (aye, aye aye)

[Verse 2]

Hop up on the beat, like a surgeon I dissect it
Everybody stupid, they just wanna be respected
People wanna work until the feature is expensive
And all your shit is dead, like the rest of your collective

I've been going back to back, smoking packs until my lungs collapse
He say that he about it, come and take me off the fucking map
Homie wanna smoke, come and [?] cos that bitch relapse
And I relieve my anger every time I'm on the fucking track

Weapon on my body, rolling deep inside the function
Walked up with my gang, we ain't really with discussions
AK in my lotto, now I'm rolling like a Russian
You always wanna bark but tell me who you touching

Aye, aye, I recon that you packing, you just barking with no weapon
You ain't repping, I'm not threating, but you had me for a second
How you gonna talk but can't even send a message?
Always posting all that shit but I know that you ain't pressing

Bitch I'm fucking [?] and I've been up in my element
I really find it funny how you crying for some relevance
Like you ain't doing shit, while tripping on some medicine
Don't try to fuck with me, I'l put you deep inside the settlement

BIG RANDALL:
[Verse 3]

You wanna put me in my element, don't know what I'm meddling
Just a lil' devil with sores on my hand for the hell of it
Hating the world cos everyone's [?] are soft people
They ain't on the hatred, pure evil, pure hatred-

Growing inside of my cerebral, kids wanna learn about torture
Me and Rez came out the dungeon to teach you
Hang the bodies so goddamn high
You couldn't reach the [?] stand on top of the bleachers (aye)

I'm killing preachers, reaping reapers, I'm getting spiritual
Nowadays they getting quick to hate, you get lyrical
The way I'm painting blood fearing them
Animal cannibal cooking [?] and its searing them (look, aye)

I hear them discussing the hate that I'm running, shit weren't for the fun of it
Them pussies should of known who they fucking with (aye)
I crowds screaming in my mosh pit
And I'm supposed to care what a clout chasing [?] said?

[Verse 4]

You motherfuckers ain't no wrestlers, locked in with [?]
Like eeny meeny miney mo, Rez who we recking?
That lean old boy should of know that he not impressive
I ain't changing for anybody and everybody gon' get the message

This shits funny aye, y'all [?]
Can't wait to pull up and watch these pussies run from me aye
They done fucked up putting me on some boom bap
Coming out the dark, like a demon, they like who's that?

But real motherfuckers already knew that
Spent money on this .45, just to shoot back
Come and get your get-back, show me what your lick lack
Kid your now locked up in this miss-match