male baritone rap vocal, dry

its just content till the contents of your brains spread around the continent you shitting yourself is incontinence it defies common sense its an accomplishment for the lack of consequence no one moving due to pure astonishment im here pondering that you can't think for yourself you gotta team up and still lose shows there's levels to incompetencebut if I beat you im showing you there's levels of dominance I love mind games that give niggas distortions extended clip the metal will be around your neck like wire hangers do at home abortions Firing on you till your block has holes in your blockades double barrel two rounds on your face like morpheus shades you (i know i got bars thats no surprise but fuck the fame the money and accomplishments I won't deny i dont care for being number 1 in America as long as im number 1 i my mommas eyes) be whoring around you waste of space bullets change your sense of time when you see me black out at the brightest time of day gotta butcher connect that will take stabs at you till your a pure paste sell your remains to McDonald's since you known how to get around everyone will get to know how you taste damn I'm disgusting your head is what I'm punting pumping incendiary shotgun shells implode your stomach that's corruption God of death known for destruction and erasing but a while ago my bars paled in comparison now blackin on everything outta nowhere hyperpigmentation it's time for toon force who am I to decline stab him with a pencil place black holes in this white guy he's dying while giving birth to galaxies this is odd to me this size and scale he a universal corpse a celestial body You gonna hate my overhaul when it comes to punchlining you dont wanna go neck to neck life giraffes fighting Imma keep punching try to dodge as if you could you pussy hiding behind a clitoral hood violence is a universal language so I don't need to speak shits fake but with real side effects like vegan beef I wanna be slicing stabbing and shooting you peeling your face voice like an angel face like a demon you seal in the faceI know you've been Hella waiting but you'll get your hero Hiroshima'd just an idea of what my demons demonstrated i feel like cutting off all your fingers except for one you catch it you keep it its just my rule of thumb  you'll still get smoked whether you like it or not living in you mind rent free and I'll never get caught you wanna know why you can't think straight when you see me because I'm the conductor for your train of thought  (i know i got bars thats no surprise but fuck the fame the money and accomplishments I won't deny i dont care for being number 1 in America as long as im number 1 i my mommas eyes)