Jokar - Slaughter Micz lyrics

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Jokar - Slaughter Micz lyrics

[Verse 1] [Jokar] Hand me the mic Time to slaughter micz Like f**in groupie dikes Ima be murderin, slaughterin mics While i'll botherin emcees Slowly diminshin them like lice Stickin to them while ima eat em up bit for bit and make em feel like sh** Livin to spit, livin to slaughter Buildin the rage, thanks to my father Crankin the wage, turn the page and rip out your pages Like one of them mages Turnin you into somethin appropriate and watch you run away with the cheese While i slaughter another of them emcees With another mic Pa** it over to my man who is a complete psych.... oh! [Arzedd] Yeah a psycho A f**ing maestro is what i am on this microphone Spreading diseases like a bunch of microbes And my sk**s are heavy like a rhino dont believe me ? Good cause right now im in a fightmode Come attack or get attacked In fact Stay the f** away you won't be able to survive the impact From my craft If it comes in contact with your crap That you are calling as rap Mines like a blast of adrenaline that doesn't stops to expand Where as yours is just like a frame thats all cracked I dont brag, but when i say im the illest that sh**s a fact I'll get your mind hacked, as soon as i finish my verse on this track Boy we dont lack any talent And as as soon as jokar starts spitting he'll take you to a whole another planet [Verse 2] [Jokar] Alright back to throw some punches while you sit there munchin on Captain Crunch You as interesting as a dry sponge see I'm way more appealing im both wicked and crooked My rhymes are corrosive like acid Eating trough your brain synapses and k**in ya braincells Atleast the two ones you had so bid farewell As I kick you down the stairwell Tell me my lyrics are wack I'll leave you in a bottomless pit You miserable sh** I hope you have escaping plans because I won't lay to rest Fake rappers makin me feel diseased you're a f**in pest I hope you burn in eternal flames Cuz im sick and tired of playin your games I'm overheatin so I'll get to seatin watchin my dude's word beatin' Word [Arzedd] Im here to give you a piece of me Better swallow a pill first Cause swallowing what i have to deliver won't be done easily And if you thinking you are in a place to be Battling me with those corny a** rhymes then they need to be Sick or other wise your existence might be erased completely and Equally imma be giving justice to the listener and this beat peacefully Decency is something i work with but sometimes i go murdering sh** crazily Cause if Jokar is with me on a track im not supposed to act decently Pleasingly crooked we get when we spitting together so dont come in our way or you'll be history Why are we so violent on a track ? Is like saying Why do doing crack gets your vision all blur n black Watch jokar as he unravels the mystery [Verse 3] [Jokar] Pa**in the mic to a maniac causing havoc in the attic Spittin fire erraticly and fast you miserable a** im like a M249 You tryna steal the track bro it's mine Give it back before this monster cracks ya spine And throw you some dollar signs Cuz Im not material b**h I grew up on milk and cereal Im sorry you didn't get a car for your birthday God damn it's time to make this filth pay Because you started from the bottom you still on the bottom The truth of you imploded like an atom But we more like an atomic duo bombin the track like Osama Back out before we lamaa damaa And show of a ridiculously breathlessly and grievlously rap flow As soon as you say go! And right now ima pa** it right back bro to finish this track yo [Arzedd] As soon as i start flexing i spread madness I think spitting this acid turned into a habit I use it as an advantage to get rappers all damaged My raps are nothing but savage Im on a mission to salvage this genre which is being ravaged by a bunch of f*ggots and with a stout heart even a mouse can lift an ele… phant If you got a wish then you better start to make it happen My words are my weapon I spaz with my pen and cause chaos in a second then spit that sh** with a flow from heaven That gets your mind relaxing That gives these haters the message that im into this b**h 24/7 Yeah if im the garbage than your a bunch of maggots I'll leave you ragged when i start to spit flames like a dragon And if i can cause a havoc with these cla**ics That can get these haters to scratching there a**es and that can get this beat resting in a casket Then why not i simply dont see a reason to why i should not go hard And flip the world upside down with these rhymes i keep thinking off As soon as a thought ends another one pops When it comes to real hip hop Im a bona fide, call 911 jokar and i caused a homicide We slaughtered the mics