Rob The Viking - Blood Sport lyrics

[Intro] There's something going on here... Something evil... [Verse 1: Prevail] I'm k**ing em fast, I'm built to outlast Unveiled the mastered flow I'm willing to smash, I'm spilling your guts all over the concrete floor Where is the janitor? Who is your manager? Man he really must know Otherwise other brothers lives are gonna get posted all up on a TV show Channel changin', I'm rearrangin' and disengagin' on foes I hope they fallin' down, I'm all around They crawlin' around, I hang my thrope I use these words abusively, I don't have to slang no dope Confusing me is an illusionary tactic used by pa**ive folks That's why I use these ma**ive volts To flow through bolts like Frankenstein He's alive, P's arrived so your old flow is asinine Pa** the time then rearrange, give me a pen then be amazed He's unphased, livin' in sin, women and gin, unlimited wins I'm Prevail, I don't fail, I'm not even sure what that word means That's factual, very actual, on contactual weight of scene Sign the dotted line then audit all the income That you made from style biting while I'm writing I'm an original you're a re-run [Verse 2: Madchild] (I must speak to you it's something terrible Well, what is it? So speak! I know who the monster is.) I'm Madchild, I'm a methodical beast Welcome to another periodical piece I'm a twisted pitbull, watch these rotties go weak Smilin' now and all you see is a f**in' lot of gold teeth [Verse 3: Prevail] I'm Prevail, I was born to reign, imperial bloodline Dark harvest moon, consume luminous sunshine Sparks turn to fire, burn those who are tongue tied The life of vampires so I live more than one time [Verse 4: Madchild] Calculated strategies, maniac that's homicidal Bomber, suicidal with my hand up on the bible Lungs made of gas tank, tongue is a stiletto blade Young Frankenstein, brain is covered with the metal plate Spirit walker, dark lyric author I fear what I hear just might be an offer Deep preparation, keep elevation Breathe deadly statements with sleep deprivation I'm long gone - strong, blonde, and senile Standing in my long johns, King Kong's free now Mind's high security, the system's penile Had to go to pretrial to walk The Green Mile You don't want to f** with Madchild, I'm ill boy I'm Hellboy, I k** boy, it's such a k** joy Climbin' up the hill like Jack and Jill boy For real boy, I rap like I'm packin' steel boy I'm flappin' off at the gums kid, and them some Gold teeth clinkin' while I'm makin' my income I'm Jean-Claude Van Damme of blood sport Racks like drug store, k** it like a drug war [Verse 5: Prevail] Cannonball crush, I'm the walking apocalypse Disguised as a human so my movement ain't obvious Comprised with the elevated mind of a novelist Combined with the rhyme style that don't show tolerance [Verse 6: Madchild] Misguided angel, I'm the king of the throne I'll call me little monster when I'm sittin' at home I'm the f**in' real deal, gettin' rid of these clones You should consider me the kid or I'll be slittin' your throat