JFKray - Genius Users Cypher Series #3: E.A.T lyrics

[Intro:] [Verse 1: BS-Calrissian] Not sure if I know how to flow on this beat Just gon spit out what comes up in my mind, B Write it on a sheet than find some nice way To rhyme the whole day but anyway ABC rhymes what I drop, believe it or not Since I'm not a rapper like Supa hot A Jacket and a shirt but no gla**es My a** is, still able to see properly Surprisingly I never meant to be, a rapper Anyway, now I would say, I may got dues to pay Thanks to JFKray for hosting this today Now have a nice day and peace to Young M.A [Verse 2: ThaHipHopHead] With a pen, and a pad, the lead, and the graphite Lyrically aim for yo' head, have you packin' bags tonight Can't invade my homestead, deadly as laughin' gas to fight I create my poems, read 'em, ready to sacrifice a life My opponents, I deaded them, instrumentals I've shredded 'em Careers, I've ended them, can't mess with my emblem I'm Master P with the ladies, you Lil' B with the flows though There's no way you can fade me, k** me, you won't bro Lucrative, Shady with the rhymes, maiming all your minds Crazy when I lay these amazing eyebrow-raising lines Never lazy, a phenom in the making, taking your dimes Destruction and creation align when I'm making my grind I beef with whoever labels me a "Lyrical spiritual miracle" I want you to hear it all, fear the thought, and turn hysterical Rappers run rampantly when I rock the stage And do it so hard, leave 'em shellshocked, and dazed [Verse 3: JFKray] I'm sellin that food cause I'm tryna eat I'm flying right through cause I'm packing heat Wrapping beats in body bags then an open casket Don't bury the hatchet just wrap the case the fastest I asked it you answer me, regardless where the dancers be Tryna feed them weed then get that sh** pa**ed to me You take Ls I make Ls I break hell then shake ale From hate cells to fake jails can't even hold me well You celebrate the fake the moment that I decimate Desecrate a lake with oil that's your f**ing fate Just wait to see me spoil all your hope wake your brain up You just hydrate I fly and take the game up To eleven, get high till we in heaven And see my family and MCs f** a reverend Oh sh**, this my come down, purgatory end of story Heart weighs a tonne so I'm some way down in hell Waking up in cold sweats, rubbing on my neck I say never again but I'll take it up once more I bet [Verse 4: Anglo Blaxon:] Nobody's safe anymore I'm the only genius on Genius with a great IQ score You a genie, n***a I'm Jesus, you should lay to the floor The only giant that's big when I'm juxtaposed next to Thor Everybody else is below me…you know me? Mr.Anglo, Blaxon, RG-G-O-D I haven't been renegaded since I hopped on this beat Now everybody else is starving while I finally EAT Everybody else in this cypher Is just a victim. I hit em and stick em with an extended clip Of my lyrics, fire at rhythm, I know you dead Won't stop until he drippin with aqua red We leave em in dust, it's a must Take my dick out then I piss em Pause, a** out then I sh** em Juju on they grave then we dig em Play with your body then body your body like you was still livin' Your favorite rapper is MF DOOM You wouldn't know Music if she spent the night in your room I think some of yall n***as is deaf A bunch of forum f*ggots with Sweatshirts tatted up on the chest [Verse 5: gamemast15r] I make the weapon withdrawal Motherf**ers wanna know why I'm steppin to ya'll Because I'm starving motherf**er Supersize me motherf**er I don't want you b**hes eating, just to watch the rest of you fall And while Donald Trump is busy pissing mexicans off I'm mastering the game, I am the best of them all The fifteen stands for the bullets I'll put into your p**y You're firing blanks, I'm gonna retire in banks You pushing fire? You'se a liar, motherf**er don't push me You like a smelly smegma left out for four weeks I am raw beef, you corn cheese, I abhor weak I wait until the door creek and it's making noise To catch a predator, motherf**er you like raping boys I spit on the pavement you walk and the flavor you rock? Ain't sh** compared to me, cause you favoring co*k No hate to gays, I just hate you the most Talk flames? Imma turn your hate into toast And you wanna talk to me about the lamest of roasts I hate dissing, I just wanna hang you and boast Talk about overeating, you better guard your back Or imma slit your cardiac and make it look like a heart attack What ever made you think that you would be part of rap I take the air out your lungs as if you were starting crack Deevil's Advocate eating, JC Assa**in is eating You like to talk sh**? Spit all about that a** you like eating Shaolin_Chef cooking the meal while Madison eating Young Toronto is eating, I just laugh at your seething I'm a hungry motherf**er, gamemaster ain't eating Talking sh** on facebook, now you're status beefing? I hate that sh**, I place raps with, how my macs spit, lay your a** out on the mattress I make motherf**ers do gymnastics, it takes practice, I blew a gasket, watching motherf**ers do backflips I spit only the crack sh**, thirty two bars so don't sleep I'll turn you anorexic motherf**er, don't eat [Verse 6: Almighty U-Sorcerer] I'm the rap God in his prime, I'm stopping the time My options are 9's, semi's loaded, Optimus Prime When the Assa**in was going out in his last scene like Scarface Same time, the Sorcerer reincarnate It's me, the spaz talking all that jazz, going ballistic The one who made you scared to even be artistic The one who made a k**ing in A minor, no a**istance The one who got you out the slums and made you look realistic The one who been eating since before Trav was on pills The one who been eating, survival sk**s, Bear Grylls Golden grills in my teeth, a young n***a life unfulfilled The money at the stand still, but the money in the landfill I'm going in the windmills, I may just split a wig or two Don't know what a n***a do, you think I was into you I hate y'all nowadays, have to teach a thing or two 12 strapped like 12, think you gonna win or lose? Sorcerer, just in case you forgot my name Not the same, imposter tryna act proper when I'm the Doctor Strange Lost my faith, but the Bible still tryna get faith in me Major keys, crash the Benz before they get Mercedes keys Had to reorganize my hoes from A to Z So many contacts in my phone, my SIM card don't know what to say to me And in the time it takes you to realize who you're messing with I'm stepping quick, heat on me like Pacino, I'm your nemesis Lightskin still scared for police enforcement Jumping fences like I'm tryna get a Nike endorsement More than important, imported the bricks from informants Wire on him, recording, police got them a warrant And next door, neighbors be cussing bout a disturbance Cause the weed was so loud, it circulated the current And thank God I left because the scent reached the end of the hall Police officer in the apartment, arrested them all So I'm out here like free my n***as but they ain't gon' do sh** Licensed to pack, got a blueprint, your life might be concluded If you play with my crew, you may be wounded Undisputed, the a**a**in was executed And I rise from the grave, trap Makaveli Rap's most wanted for a recording but it was hinted indirectly And I call the space man Jump out this world, I'mma be in the next Space Jam I can't play with you, you acting like a wasteman I wouldn't play, I tucked a 30 in my waistband Young M.A., California Love like young L.A You taking L's, I'mma excel, Fresh Prince of Bel-A Will Smith, I terminate n***as with the k** switch Been a while since the last time, but I'm still rich And Gamemast15r make a grown man do gymnastics But Dr. S straight-forward, he put you in that casket And we been breaking in and hitting licks, f** Alarm Force And we be coming at you like a motherf**ing dark horse And we been slanging rocks like it was nothing, I been hardcore And I just caught a body, fingertips on triggers like guitar chords You hypocrites, still flipping you n***as like parkour Y'all tried to be hot dogs so I shot up your frankfurter And then you wanted beef so I cooked up the hamburger Sorcerer here to stay, whipping on the back burner, aye!