Wedding Crasher

[Verse]

Listen here punk, I got a body made of steel
Punching out the windows of expensive automobiles
That I'm coming in contact with just to get behind the wheel
Cause an ordeal, frontlining the bloody battlefield
Now you head over heels, gotcha hooked on to the reels
Pullin you back and slipping an autograph inside of your body bag
My signature unique, voiding out all of the copycats
I never sleep, I’ve gone insane, I'm an insomniac
An oath, to hurt, I'm giving you back the curse
I’m killing you bastards got any last words?
Masterpiece at work since I was birthed
I'm hitting a showdown for free and
Anybody who is stepping to me will get abused verbally
Certainly impose flows ya hoe, nobody coming close
Exposing the cheat codes to foes and still they cannot compose
I suppose, you weren't given the gift you probably missed it
Mister mischief, eternally never tongue twisted, unrestricted
Armageddon, coming through with a pack of weapons
Mac-10 and Mac-11 making noise like my engine revving
Emptying four clips on each gun in less than seven seconds
You getting married today? Well tough luck
I came to crash the wedding