Real Evil

(Intro: Kalone)
Yo this might be the craziest
Beat I’ve ever heard bruh
Shout out my man lucas
Tyler for this shit dog!

(Verse: Kalone)
So yall wanna see some real evil
Well I breathe just to cream surreal people
Cause Inside im a fiend full of mean souls
No need to feel peaceful
I steam-roll the weasels
And squeeze the relief their
Beliefs hold
Now in their thoughts they just draw blanks
Their skull breaks
Deceitful as always
Yalls hate's givin me fuel
And i think thats got the flamethrower filled
Show mason who to waste
He'll make sure you to take it to the face
Straight overkill
I feel like i should be sprayin buu today
With the-way the gang-of
Saiyans use the pain
Get ready to take a
Kamehameha
Straight in-to the brain
I been sittin back workin on my flows
I Can't let nervous words and burdens clog my throat
Thinkin "Man relax.."
But i can't relax cause
Im certain earth is burnin on the low
And im sick of sleepin on the floor
So i Rip up beats to stop the swarms
Of toxic thoughts that ive foretold
Id normally shower to drop this fog
But the pipes are cold
And I need the water warm to wash
Shit off, good thing ive got a fighter soul
And the harder shit gets
The stronger i seem cause
Then I go farther in depth
And the longer i beat up
The inner monster ive become
Who knows whats darker than death
And im supposed to maintain my composure
And smile in every picture i can pose for
Am i meant to fight this joker
Pretending i like to bite in stoeffers
Until my life is over?
I wonder if im missing a piece of the puzzle
Why do i dream of Requiem, Seek to
Release My schemes from the rubble
I just speak of the troubles
I face from day to day
And yall go
"Heres a face thats great to hate"
Well if you're gonna aim to break me
Then you'd better blow my fuckin brains away
Cause what doesn't kill me just
Fuckin builds me up
And nothing will, recov-ery
Is in love with me
And ive been cut too much to bleed
So you'd better beware and prepare cause
Im done lettin these scared candy bears try to bludgeon me
And im referring to you fakes and wanna bes
You fucks are gonna regret
Makin mason summon me
Kalones movin after
Cowards, with
Prone to disaster powers, shit!
Maybe this is too complex
Too sick
Get some mucinex
Cause im really sick of losing next
To some humans bent
On using their producers
Then they consume the checks
But im provin theyre the losers
Who'd a guessed
That if you lack fire
And you claim every tracks fire
That that shit'd back fire
Through the neck
Thats why-they're
Gonna be who every fuckin dude forgets
Give it 5 to 10 years
But im about to revive the pen, here..
My lines can spread fear
Thats my intent, steer
Rap back to what it was that caught my interest
Lyrical patterns
That leave shit fools battered
But me im different
I fuckin send a missile after..