BLOODSHED AND CARNAGE

I'm a brain short circuiter, certified murderer

You fronting like you criminal, really you're Hamburglar

Damn, homie, jealousy's a motherfucker, isn't it?

You ain't about your business, that's why you never livin’ this

Rap life, watching from the sidelines, salivating

While I'm calibrating these weapons, checking and calculating

Distance, positions and hitting the firing range

You shooting gun sideways with a surprised face

Clown energy, Krusty on the Simpsons

Must be in the street 'cause y'all are dusty with the writtens

Hold up, now let me run that back, you must be fucking kidding

With your musty outfits and thinking you can touch me spitting

They love me like religion and listen like it's the gospel

My hammers will knock you under the woolly mammoth fossils

I'm super scientific, advanced and far beyond you

You act like wicked witches 'til I throw some water on you

Bury you in my backyard and throw a party on you Probably fold like origami when I roll my army on you

And when your family honors you with the flower arrangements

I'm kicking over vases and spitting in bitches faces

Vividly, bitch, y’all paint a picture, you like the imagery

My pen is out of sight, it look like it might be calligraphy

See when I get the mic, it look like I'ma fight physically

Your little punches don't hit right, they like White Hennessy

Close, but not for pain, see most will not complain

It's 'cause they weak, they the sheep

I'm the GOAT, we not the same

Look folks, it's not a game, all I do is move my hands

And the room starts shaking, the ghost of Doctor Strange

The sorcerer in a flying saucer defying officers

I was a youngin hiding my gun inside of a Corsica

If you really got a problem, I probably rob you then torture you

Shotty change how you look and I call it body dysmorphia

That's kind of mean maybe, but this rhyme scheme crazy

These bullets put bitches to sleep, that's dramamine baby

When the Sun will never shine even your mama seem shady

I blow a chunk out your head, it look like llama bean gravy

I've been chefing up a dish, if I ain't top 5

Then you just messing up the list, I'm like Stefan with the swish

Fully loaded Smith & Wesson, ain't no weapon that amiss

Curt Henning In the Flesh, see perfection can exist

It's Payne

That's the fuck I'm talking about

Beautiful Payne entertainment

See, I slid over to Connecticut real quick and I got one of the best emcees that ever touch the ground over there

My man Apathy

Army of Pharaohs, Demigodz, and all of that

Asthetic on the feet