[Intro]
You can kill that
Kill that shit
Ayo it's something for the dead representation here
[Verse 1]
Singular in the mind, I'm brilliant with construction
Amazing in vocab, unique with production
Polished, now it's revenge of a real one
One-in-a-million drastic with verbal-nastics
Radical back you go and asking what you rapping fo'
Impurities since you're in me factually that you wack to me
Why you strive to be the best out the Mo'
I cut your thigh off down to your toe
You still wanna flow? Come on now use your head
How you gon' kick it with only one leg?
I reckon after me is a bad MC's that have the reas'
I turn your juice to Beagles into dead batteries
Elementz the poor energies that sink your ship
Put a brain up in your anus and you still couldn't think of shit
Smartass, your wack lines ain't harmin' me
I provoke you joke ass rappers to stand up and make comedy
Test the Midwest and who's steppin up?
Ripping off your ears won't make you deaf enough
The best of like vestor, the referee can't see the pressure
Here comes the loony ass professor
Chill nigga, c'mon! Naw chill nigga!
Best to ask Tommy, 'cause he'll figure... it
Just don't pay to be bad
So grab your pen and pad and jet back to the fucking lab
[Hook x4]
Whos that? The battle king
Take 'em to the battle scene
Watch the rappers scream..
(Anywhere moving)
[Verse 2]
You wanna battle, what? That puts me in a badder mood
So now I won't stop like a bus driver with an attitude
Walk a slick trail watch me out fox ya
You swung, but that ain't hittin' like an armless boxer
You have no technique; of course they sleep
You can rhyme all day - at 6:40 only makes you weak
Peep rhyme for rhyme, you can bet ya
There ain't a damn line predictable, call the psychic network
I'm out to foldin' now I told you crystal clean
Guillotine style, parallel to Wolverine
I've seen pain, check my brain, exclusive
Too abusive, comin from the Westcoast, don't make that ass ruthless
You can hang but ya hung
That shit you said was fake, a bootlegger must got your tongue
It's a shame you wannabes are tryna rap
"Yo Proof man you're incredible!" No I'm better than that!
Practice the tactics, that's a bad thing
So now you's a fake bitch like a drag-queen
Weak heads Dream of Jeannie and trickle Houdini
The problem's in your God complex - check your co. Beleni
Scope these, these wack niggas can't get with me
Take a hard MC, make him yellow like Kid Capri
Shit we be the top notch
And don't need to brag about the past; now we out to pop Glocks (Right)
Like Stephen King with the butcher knife I stab your story
And now you bitch ass niggas runnin' back to the laboratory
[Hook x4]
Whos that? The battle king
Take 'em to the battle scene
Watch the rappers scream..
(Anywhere moving)
[Outro]
Remember that, remember that
Remember that, remember that
Wuch you know about weak emcess huh?
Wuch you know about crackers and cheese
MK
Straight for the 9 fizzle
Rizzo, I'm iz-out... without a doubt
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