You're better off dead than living like a coward
If you want blood shed I'm a rip your heart out and yell Power to the men in charge who but versifix
And his deadly squad it's inevitable like constant pressure
From your styles hard to feel like a track with too much
Treble armed rebel seeking to fight in gods
Cause intercepting messages from government top dogs
The verbal warrior I travel through spit a**asinating
Lyricist that copy my sh** don't trip just be a man
And admit that you've been dodging my presence
Like a little b**h so dont lie to me b**h with this versifix
Any problems that exist between us men
From the fourth century till' the d**h of all my enemies
Were taking form from deseases to vicious storms
Second virs f**er I'm able to shape shift with no lable
Type of person who k**s for TV cable make a satanic ritual
And nail you to the table and as you screem
I drink your blood like a crack feand then I disaper
Not to be seen ya that sounds a little ubseen
But it's the pyco that makes me this mean changing
All of your baby's milk to lean so they go braindead
And the towns people try to k** me but I got skin of lead
My adrenalin kicks in and all you see is red
As your organs are spread all over the room and bed
I'm abominable, call me charlie chop off the no man
Blood covered snow man, posted up in your back yard
Leaving you with no hands, to wipe your a** with
After that sh** you spit, this is horror core b**h
I'm keeping this drastic, agony please be everlasting
And soul capturing, I can't contain my urges to make
Your skull cap collapse, with a series of back kicks
And fat lips, the foreplay before I begin to stab sh**
Leaving your gut's stuck to my mattress
In them satin sheets with three latin
Chicks I don't f** with the devil cuz
He my b**h I'm the boss around
Johnson ask my brother he in CPT
The motherf**ing the ripper the only Mexican asesino
You will ever see Glock clocked aimed at your a** moe
Money to murder you f*gs fake rap like put a hole
In your a** you ain't herd of a brown wet back get up
In yout a** straight outta Compton till' I'm off in the dust