Wipeout

[Verse]
Buckle up, bitch, cause it’s time for a massacre
I’m at the wheel, you’re just one of my passengers
So stay in your lane, cause you ain’t of my caliber
My engine's roaring, you can’t Dodge this Challenger
I’m boutta blow up this story from the inside out
You’re a pussy, stayin’ in your little hideout
Too scared for action, don’t have the balls to climb out
I’m boutta bring mayhem, it’s time for a wipeout
This is lyrical assault, you cower when I appear
My bars are toxic, they harm the atmosphere
When it comes to this rap shit, I distribute fear
They know this ain’t bullshit, they know I’m sincere
These shit hurts your head, like than a torch in your eyes
My lines are too heavy, they’re crushing the mic
Just accept it bro, you’ve lost your might
I'm a beast with this pencil, time to cause a fright
Run em over, slice ‘em up, let ‘em thaw out
Do ‘em colder, dice ‘em up, get ‘em raw now
Cold shoulder, ice ‘em up, saw ‘em all out
Cut ‘em slower, splice ‘em up, spread the raw doubt