Blitzkrieg was a tactical system devised to pierce the enemy's front
and then to encircle then destroy all of his forces within the circle...
Still truth, inner sin
While I push psycho, droop in hallucinogens
Venom in my verse, poison concoction
Mad spray obnoxious panic induced toxins
Usual delusional wordplay of the sick freak
And I ain't had s** with a p**n star in six weeks
Been trying to hear your new song, your sh**'s weak
I'm short, fast, powerful attack - I'm a blitzkrieg
Three headed dragon with wings, I breathe fireballs
Black scales, platinum tongue, and gold eyeballs
I'm the next executioner like Lex Luthor
Dedicated my heart to the groupies, cause s** super
Still full of piss and vinegar
City full of 99 balloons, I'm the Hindenburg
You don't want to see me spazz out fool
I distort and control like I'm Ra's al Ghul
Adapted to darkness, chop with the sharpness
Keep your complaints, that is not my department
Yo
No such thing as a nice vulture
Lyrically a blowtorch to your ice sculpture
I'm more morbid than a mortician
Plus more efficient
Catching rappers like I'm sport fishing
Lord bishop, abort mission
Record foreign vicious
Horde visions like a worn prison
Record mode - do it with a wonderful wardrobe
Old warlord spitting swords for poor folks
Watch the sh** hit the fan when I sh**can these lame f**s
Battle meter's getting off dope, dog the pain s**s
Feel very sorry for 'em
Spit hallucinogenics weaponized in aerosol form
An electrifying bunch
Rectifying while I'm doing d**h defying stunts
I don't care what you say, you can go to hell
Bored as hell, back's so tight it's like a tortoise shell
BAX WAR b**h
Rob the Viking