The Legendary Traxster - "Intro / Freestyle" lyrics

Yeah, yeah Yeah.. ahh Back again motherf**ers Twista, Traxster, ahh Come peep a legend and a boss burn one Floss words, rappers that can break me off, heard none I'm droppin crack until the crosswords come Got the thirty but I spit it like a Mossberg pump If you give me trouble you see me deploy Lyrics so bu*ter you think I'm W.E.B. Du Bois If you see me pull up in the bubble you greet me with noise Keep your poise, but really you wanna see me destroyed Acronym for me is D.O.C., I'm the O.G Destroyin all competition that's in my way because I'm G-O-D You amount to nothin if in my circumference or area The Sagittarius in the (Age of Aquarius) You act like you ain't know the veteran can go And I be k**in them, in some instances better than befo' Then I got ahh, crooked letter to the O Severin your throat, now they like "Who let him in the do'?" No matter how you Google it then doodle it What'll really make you the sh** is how I see you make use of it Crucifix and holy water won't stop the way he get So crazy and sick, evil like I took a sip of Damian's fifth Off Canadian's mist, Arabian piss, a Ukranian's fist Spit so nice they be like "It's a alien's gift" You pay me in bricks and I'ma show you a way we can flip Or I'm clappin like (What Happened to That Boy) like Baby and Clipse Come talkin sh** 'bout what you do I'll bet you be the first That might come up missin, I'll make sure that you don't need a hearse I'm on a mission, don't come through unless you bring in work I'm dissin ammunition, I'ma shoot until my fingers hurt Then I'ma shoot some more if I can squeeze Cause you borin while I'm soarin like I'm Thor or Socrates War as I conceive that the breath of horror I can breathe Even though you servin defense I be scorin droppin threes All in my grill-y like you can throw them thangs I'm insane while you prefer novocaine over pain For talkin sh** tonight my b**h'll blow your brains Cause he thought the weakness was kryptonite, it was Lois Lane I boss you like a parent apparently darin ya Scarin ya if you're there when I get to airin the derringer The mini-carrier that's knockin down your barrier Bury ya, expose 'em like I threw a flare in your area Carry your body off to the woods and get rid of it You're rottin while I go get some pot and then take a hit of it Then I'ma try to come up with some different sh** While I'm draggin, like if rap was a dragon I am the spit of it Twista...