Warriors! Ill cut you open with a scalpel [x2] Im a Gargoyle Smokin my bars I used to get cooked till I got charbroiled Little Hulk bang. Reps put bulk on Warriors now form like Voltron Goin crazy. Drink seven Red Bulls Now Im turning into Frankenstein with the neck bolts Warlock. Door locked with the [?] Volts of electricity, Voltage of a symphony Blue Halo. Actual horned villain Tactical foreign thriller. Natural born k**er (Chomp) Thats what happen when a Rottie catch up A lot of catch up. Invasion of the body snatchers I got a canister of gas and a lot of matches Im a phantom with the mask in a rotting mansion Im a Bounty Hunter. I had mad cream Now Im trembling, a gremlin with gangrene I was resembling a member of the methadone clinic Kept home, slept alone, no gimmicks Now Im back, masterpiece, no limit No credit but Im dope dont forget it Ill cut you open with a scalpel Then you hear my war cry write before I scalp you (Warriors!) All my dogs get alpo But if you aint a Warrior then I cant help you Dark secrets, Sharks swim deepest My music is a funeral march for grim reapers Long haired monsters, Short dark creatures My music is a beautiful art for lifes sleepers [Moka Only:] Swimming in a space between sane and irrational Dan hang with Shane we remain international Cash grabbin', no more cats nappin' Don't throw rocks, we're livin' in a gla** cabin My city is a microcosm My lights flashin' in night action My mic'll cause some hoopla On the mic no pa**ion for the BS Life experience laid down on the VS You need us to eject the feeling to jump start [?] The heart of the art. Once chart is conquered Ya'll know what the consensus is The Little Monster, For Mok in the trenches Just come to your senses kids Hardcore Make your sore weak raps rip up like card board on the floor Taking more, baking four, breakin' scores on records You can expect us. Nothing in the world affect us Ill cut you open with a scalpel Then you hear my war cry write before I scalp you (Warriors!) All my dogs get alpo But if you aint a Warrior then I cant help you Dark secrets, Sharks swim deepest My music is a funeral march for grim reapers Long haired monsters, Short dark creatures My music is a beautiful art for lifes sleepers Ok It's Madchild, kinda like a psycho teacher Cartoon Character, real life features Solitary confinement, Planetary alignment Murder every a**ignment. I am not an actor Game change, I am an adapter Rappers attackin' like a pack of wild raptors You heard me rhyme before. Now I'm a dinosaur You don't wanna fight a war hammer like I'm Mighty Thor I was a acrobat lit up like a jack o lantern Now I'm a psycho path wave a skulls and axes banner I'm still a master planner, Who wanna get mine? Rapper that is in my category same as Tech N9ne Kung fu hustle, Flex my muscles I can't trust you, I will crush you Step into a room with Dr. Doom and I'm Illuminating Terminating, all you little Demon Nazi German babies Ill cut you open with a scalpel Then you hear my war cry write before I scalp you (Warriors!) All my dogs get alpo But if you aint a Warrior then I cant help you Dark secrets, Sharks swim deepest My music is a funeral march for grim reapers Long haired monsters, Short dark creatures My music is a beautiful art for lifes sleepers Ill cut you open with a scalpel [x3] (It's the Little Monster)