Word Play

[Verse:]

I'm a go-getter, immaculate flow spitter
You raw? No shit I'm raw
I shit on y'all, so get up off my nuts, bitches
Before I go nuts, bitches
On these suspicious fake fans, leave em in mud ditches
And I love this, is such vicious artistry
Plug shit with gun spits, it's malicious archery
Step into a part of me that's hard to beat
There ain't no de-hearting me
My heart beats like a stampede of woolly mammoth marching
See me at the Apex of Martyry
Guarding the throne while acid pumps through my alien-like arteries
And bones made of steel like Jax, I'll be charging these-
Blows imma throw at your dome with Ferrari speed
Pardon me, but I've never feared an artist who thinks he's as hard or me
I just rip apart the cartilage of retard MCs heartlessly
Watch him start to seize while I embark on these
2001 Lyrical Space Odyssey bars I read
And I leave em suspended in the universe through the dark to freeze
Floating right into a cluster of asteroid rock debris
Hit em like a freight train, I break frames and lyrically rape brains
Make flames by rubbing two mics together, it's quite strange
I take aim with a slingshot
Hit you a half a mile away in a cornfield in the cornea
This a warning, I got a great aim
I make lames bow down to my great reign
You'll see plain that my Z-game easily eliminates your A-game
I maintain in any level of competition
Stomp your ambition through the kitchen sink garbage disposal, drop the sickness
With optimistic laser eye cyclops optic vision
A monster risen from the deep abyss of lost thoughts and wishes
A lot of bitches wishing they can make me believe in their hate
But I ain't tripping, I start ripping, then I leave with their face
I'm taking their "Faceoff" like John-Tra-Nicholas-volta-Cage
Wrote a page so intimidating, the Hulk won't rage
Before I Go, yeah, my Tru fans know about that
But you became a hater after only playing one track?
I got a thousand songs with ten albums, each over an hour long
And 600 YouTube videos, so go and coward on your path again
And never step into my path again
Or imma inject toxic acronyms in your pathogens
I studied all the greatest skills and mastered them
I'm sitting here with no Google, just me and my brain together smashing them-
With creativity, listen to what he say vividly
Giving em a DNA remedy, making em all behave, limit the-
Pitiful weak hate sent to me, continue typing on my page
While I continue picking up that mic, igniting in a rage
Of verbal abuse that will merk you and the herbals you use
Put down the pipe before I'm hurling you-
Through a demonic ghostly purple-blue portal hole
No mortal can fuck with this, you ain't touching this
Lyrically fuck you up the butt with rough, sick ripgut shit
And I'm out