Reaper

Only be moving forward and nobody would have thought it
Not even me, now I'm murdering beats up on every chorus
Every morbid verse and distorted word when I record it
Cos I'm fully sorted, taking a vision, twist and contort it
I'll be penning lyrics till I've broken my wrists
Then I write some more as I implore myself and slowly I stick
My foot inside the door so I can force it open and shit
My hand is kinda sore but I ignore it, toting my ink
To turn the tides of war when I perform and nobody is
Coming close to my level whenever I'm holding a clip
Best be closing your lips, I'm 'bout to explode in this bitch
Make the whole game blackout like a solar eclipse
Sun's out, guns out, so I'm shooting to kill
Fun now. What? "Blow!" man are moving at will
To survive the gunfire, what a beautiful feeling
I'm alive and yes, I am the newest of villains
In your area. Never seen anything scarier
You ain't thug, your grave's dug, bitch ima bury ya
You had enough? Fuck that, tempers are flaring up
Like your nostril when you be sniffin' up on the fairy dust
I'm a drug to the listeners lemme get em high
Word to Kanye, throwback to the better times
Now we got shit so whack, I'll never let it slide
Reaper I'll be leaving you stone cold and dead as night

Chronos, I'm far from heavenly
Black cloak, I stand tall over the cemetery
Skeletal form, a dark entity
Father time, imparting rhymes upon my enemies
Sand runs thin in the hourglass, it's prophesied
Sharp blade tears your soul from where your body lies
I'll pay you a visit right before you die
I'm the rap reaper and I'm death personified

Turn up to the cypher with a scythe up in my hand
Fight me if you can, but only if dying is your plan
I wouldn't go as far as to describe you as a man
But I'll make sure you go out like a rifle with a bang
Up in flames, your last breath saying my fucking name
Hard guess, but ima say it isn't your lucky day
Fun and games, I'm right here if you wanna play
Or you could switch now, just bitch out and run away
Cos I don't fight fair, I'll be right there
Sneaking into your nightmares
And I might scare ya "Boo", give you a fright? Yeah
Have a bitch like you jumping out of your Nike Airs
Thinking how I'd torture ya, hell-fires be scorchin' ya
I corner ya, right before I hand you to the coroner,
The last image you see refracted in your cornea
Is me. The door is shut. Couldn't give a quarter fuck
So get to panicking, all of you bitches scattering
I know you're running scared, I'm hearing your pitter-pattering
Sounds to me, like you need battering son
Ain't no talk of you clappin' your gun. Quit all the jibber-jabberin
It's really happening, I ain't kidding, you're slacking and
Now I'm getting you back for the shit condition that rap is in
Leave you black, blue and red like you don't know what gang you're in
Motherfucker know that I ain't havin' it

Chronos, I'm far from heavenly
Black cloak, I stand tall over the cemetery
Skeletal form, a dark entity
Father time, imparting rhymes upon my enemies
Sand runs thin in the hourglass, it's prophesied
Sharp blade tears your soul from where your body lies
I'll pay you a visit right before you die
I'm the rap reaper and I'm death personified

Now your headstone's chiselled
You should have let go from the get go. Sickle
Is poised. The scene's bleeding, with a broken heart
See I'm a soldier for the culture, and I'm showing you my coat of arms
Your future ain't bright, I see it when you show your palms
Now i've finally rose alarms
Think I'll give it a miss cos slitting your wrist's the only time you'll
Witness a bitch welcome death with open arms (Ah!)

The reaper is here, so you best beware
The reaper is here, so you best beware
The reaper is here, so you best beware
So you best beware, so you best beware