I′m the illest guy killing with pen, living at pen

Slit 'em throat and leave the suicide note reading as (BLANK)

Fuck making a man bleed, I′ma tear the limbs of the devilA rare distinguishable rapper, a flare lit up and then set them (On fire)

With a barbed wire I turn into invincible leopard, and yeah, I inseminate manners

Can catch a faggot by his toe, and ask him where he's headed (Where?)

Hand me your dignity, I'm armed and dangerous

Don′t be ignorant, those fingers don′t work on me

I don't lie through the teeth, you, better get that I′m cold, now, ice to see you

A wise man would understand and won't fight me, don′t be fool

I can predict your bag of tricks like they're disguised with see-through

If you get the signs then wave your hands, cuz you don′t want the smoke

Cuz you'll get choked like Marshall Pope while he tried to freestyle his poem

Who am I to kill your flows?

Am I rhyming with a sinus? You better fix that

Place your mouth on the holes and suck my nose

You're clueless like Alicia Silverstone and her clone

Fancy topping the charts, here′s the smallest ring, hope you can fit it!

(Iggy, Iggy, Iggy, can′t you see? Desperation for fame has got you naked!)

While I stay on fire, staple these nails, when I am stopping your talk

Cuz I am bomb like I'm formed by Robert Oppenheimer

No benign talks, till I cause you fuckers fear me

Can′t do nothing but move your lips like Milli Vanilli

I'm the guy, no, I′m disguised

I'm just playing by your side with knives and smile like I′ve got nine

No, 44, I'm kickin the fucking door

I've held my breath, cuffed my hands for so many days

You can see the tans, you can see the fangs

My-Oh-My I′m not the one, I′m the two. Why?

Jeez, how many fucking rappers would I have to freeze? (How many?)

How many fucking nails in the coffin would I need to impale

In order to shut your fucking brain which will probably make you squeal?

Should I hit Supergirl in her groin, ask if she fucking bleeds?

Nobody even dare to teach me no manners

The day that I fell off would be the last day for you too, faggot!

That was the reference to jumping from World Trade to your face

I think I should belong in a cage!

If my race is boring, I should paint my fucking face

White, black, orange, grey, yellow, brown, pink!

So, here comes the weekend, time for me to take a revenge

Bake up my heater and take all my cleavers, grave 'em in sand

Haters are bicker and they seem to cheat on my fucking plan

They seem to smitten it, but placidly say that it′s trash

Well, they need to re-do their classes and learn the difference

Cuz I do recycle, which is still better than your new shit

(Sick sell, man!) Thanks man, I'm a savage with new fucking tools

Grab my prey by the teeth, heat it ′fore I eat it

Bear Grylls in this bitch, you better believe it

Or fall while I push you down, you can't even "sush" me now!

You ban me ′fore I put this down, you faggot are pussy

Meow, while you're grabbing a tootsie pop

And then standing behind the 5 inch of the screen (fucking pussy!)

Learn to hold a pencil 'fore you make a scene

You fake the shit, more than they do with green

Shut the fuck up, ′fore you start to make the faces like the scream!

And get bent, start of new era commenced in this Septem

Beret on my head, and I′m set to put stop in these lies, so get your head-banged

A broad is more of a competition for you hoes than me

And it's just my thoughts, so begone, I′m far above you like a seesaw

Pray to god, maybe be a priest, y'all are piece of shit, think you fucking preach?

Aww, you motherfuckers keep complaining

Guess that′s how you grope a fucking bitch (OOHHHH!)

But they won't say, won′t respond me cuz I'm not grande

So, let's randevous on this same spot, same time, 7 years later!

I′m the guy, no, I′m disguised

I'm just playing by your side with knives and smile like I′ve got nine

No, 44, I'm kickin the fucking door

I′ve held my breath, cuffed my hands for so many days

You can see the tans, you can see the fangs

My-Oh-My I'm not the one, I′m the two. Why?

'Fore I finish this, I'd like to say that I′d like to be hated

Please diminish me, see me from the eyes of fantano when he sees Em

(FINISH HIM! FATALITY!) I beg of you, I don′t wanna be big

Stab me while I'm still nodding off, kill me ′fore my career even start off

And Kelly, don't stand for the generation I don′t even wanna be a part of

These rappers are like fellatio, they suck in rap if they wanna blow

Industry's hand in their asshole, like a puppet, cuz they′re in control

But they're best when it comes to diss, though

One of them is like (Fuck J Cole!)

No one is above me when it comes to being psychopathic

I cut their legs and ask where they're headed

And pop their eyes and ask where their leg is (where?)

And ask their legs to point where their head is (In the gutter, shredded?)

What a bundle of joy world are we living in, mumbling toys, and the rise of the feminist

And I would still be killing shit, annihilate the fucking world

Cuz why not, the history repeats itself and teach us wrong

Even my own freaking country promotes the hate speech towards the neighbouring country

So why I don′t do it to the world?

Cuz I love to be in the next level

Pills? I better have ′em

Skills? I better shred 'em

Guilt? I never had it, never needed it (Never), like a fish that never needed to, breathe

Cuz I′m nothing like this oxy generation, with their nose filled

Drinks pink, always talking about hoes, still

They hate the shit like Rammstein, but can't even hold still

I′m trying to do my part, but it's so hard

When you′re getting bleeped saying retard

It's like you wanna go hard, but end up playing go kart

I've had enough. Took so much arrows to my ass that the next time I be farting, it′d be bogart!

Something′s wrong here, maybe I shouldn't eat the rappers like a gourmet. It′s getting boring

Aghh, Cut it