All these words at my disposal
f** these nerves its going until it goes ill, grows ill
Breathing heavy down my nose hill, i impose will
What is boastful, when its so mobile
But its stuck so local, when it feels its global
The media is so social, so talk about this if your so vocal
It blows up like chernobyl
With some local gas it got at the mobile
Whats an image and a logo when ur this loco
Once i lock the focus, my conscious explodes this
This isnt hocus pocus, this is locus opus
Its unleashed in large dosages
At especially high voltages
The future rooster village business fit testy
And all it knows is this
And plus its supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Droppin bombs with explosiveness
Planting mines while nobody notices
They sent their condolences
Its bogus, its no christmas bonuses
Its the scrooge of rap
Its a luge through the track
Its all screwed up from that
Its an attacker
Its the rap game hacker, silence your chatter
You dont want none of this rapture
You would be headed straight for disaster
Right after it beheaded your master
Yeah its the rap game hack
You can stop with all the chit chat
You dont want none of this kit kat
It will break you down so you learn to adapt
Not for one second will it not give a crap
Its a fact its intact, of the abstract, and on the attack
It gave up everything
Its round for round in this battle ring
Its more than a 123 combo swing
This is a shot sting
This is an offspring
This is no chicken wing
The sweat is drenching
Its been impending
Its been intending
Its been defending
Its been ascending
It lacks distance
It crafts an existence
It pays off with persistence
It has no resistance
It goes in in a instant
It has no hot minute
It fires like a piston
It jokes aside, its twisted
It color blinds its pigment
It hears all, it can listen
It goes with what it has, its proficient
Its half way there
It could half way care
It would have its way with none to spare
It gasps for air
Do you have any to share
I swear that is square, and this is rare
This i dare
This i flare
This i bare
This hasn't been fair
You would think, but nope im not going to swear
I wake up everyday and this is how i stare
I grab the mic, and begin to tear
Dont be scared, beware
I won't stop until i triumph
Its chadd and the goliath
Building up this giant
Preparing for any tyrant
Spewing like a hydrant
Awoke its quiet
Only writes a riot
Going off like a siren
Roaring like a lion
I am a titan
I am a python
On its horizon
It ignited
Despite it
Bogey on your pilot
On a boat and i am the pirate
Vip and i am the private
This is the missle i have guided
Did you think i was done?
Think again, you better run!
Im out to put rap out of fun!
With my blatent statemont!
It pushes further towards the forefront
Its no problem being more blunt
You could of swore it was a war grunt
Your label needs more than your hunt
Okay you scored, now its thur punt
Deems the rest a poor stunt
Foots there, dont push the door shut
I fight for it, im a sore runt
Its to the point it spits out gore guts
Rhyme wears thin but its too torn up, to turn back
To turn back would be a sure shunt
If i even here a slur, duck!
This the real world and i am sir PUCK
Getting into this is pure luck
Stop letting in a blur schmuck
Keep them playing with a dirt truck
Keep em to the 15th and the 1st month (cousin no frontin)
You want it but your a nicker bocker
You want it but your a liquor s**er
You want it but you bicker or mutter
You want it but you dicker or stutter
I got it cause im sicker and not no buster
Now you try it without swearing once, mother f**er