Nobody Does It Better

I ain't never been the type
To pick a fight
But if I might
Then imma strike hit ya twice
Knock out ya lights bust ya pipes
With a rusty knife fuck ya life
Tuck ya ice fuckin right
Touch the mic what's the hype must Be nice lucky life
Must he write such terrible parables Full of burials
And variables that go up and down Just like a ferris wheel
Fuck around and get ya parents killed
Or I might put them in a cage
And show them how a fucking parrot Feels
Let me clear this up with clearasel Here's the deal
Imma bury you alive where no one Else can hear you squeal
Or I might go mad
Like a physco path and slice yo ass
With a knife so bad and write your Dad
What a night I had that's twice as Bad
Why is he so violent
He must be off his meds crazy
Maybe as a baby he was dropped on His head
Don't give me no reason
To kick ya teeth in
And leave ya badly beaten
And barely breathing
In every meeting just for barely Speaking
Im a cretin repeating my self like a Deacon
I ain't a pastor but I'm like a master
When I'm preaching and teaching
Reaching each and every one of the
Congregation and non Denomination
Doctor patient consultation
My concentration is full of Complicated
Calculations and connotations that Will
Have you contemplating my Sedation
How could I not be the greatest
I got to say this cuz
These rhymes on mind
I be dropping like some hot potatoes
Maybe I'm not your favorite
But I'm not to play with
So Stop the hating or go and
Shove a cock inside your fucking Anis

two will hurt you
Like the bird flu
Have you spinning your wheels
And running round in circles
Like a gerbil
My verbal dispersal burst through Your commercial
It's not a rehearsal
Imma go berserk and merc you
Snatch ya purse to do a search Through
I'm the worst dude
Punch a baby and burp you
And flush you like a turd stool
I'm absurd a rap nerd Steve Erkel
Purple perverted dinosaur
The kind that's sure to curse you
I was two when I first blew in the Church pue
When I was born
I slapped the doctor and the nurse too
No way for you to come back
From the way hurt you
Imma leave you six feet under
And turnt into some worm food
Been breaking curfew
Sig seven with a mack eleven
Ready to crack ya head in
Pull up to the curb and serve you
A bullet to the brain
Let the flames burn through
Get on my level
That's one thing that you ain't gone Do
Cus I'm the devil unless you ever
Follow to me to hell and back
You inhaling crack
If you think you could be this clever
The connection from my brain
To the pain has been severed
I could snap in any moment
Hope I hold this shit together
So don't make me flip the script
And hit this mutha fuckin lever
I'm the best to ever do it
And nobody does better
So don't make me flip the script
And hit this mutha fuckin lever
I'm the best to ever do it
And nobody does better cmon