Horns

Centre of attention as I enter up in this bitch
I venture with the pencil ain't no interrupting this shit
Did I mention I got no penance filled with vengeance I'm still pissed
Steady with the weapon reckon I injure with linguistics
Hungry for blood man I eat em all like yummy yum
Tummy rumbles it's hard to stomach them dummy dums
I breath hell fire an underdog underground
So in case you were wondering now you know where the fire is coming from
Ain't no better match when, Lars and cry get it cracking
Ruckus supplier, spitting thunder when these fuckers arrive, inferno arises
Fuck up the rivals, better duck when I'm clutching the mic I usher with the toughest murderous rhymes
Buck up you can't, stare at your death right up in my eyes

I'm so bright they dilate from the shine, they all my pupils
USA the crime rates on the rise this shit is crucial
But my mind state stays on the grind, you wasting my time
Got plenty razor blades I'm leaving baked in a pie
Come see my recipe, especially deadly, they call me heavenly
Allegedly they ready but Ls keep hitting em heavily
I'll never leave I'm ready to snap I'm spitting that celery
They testing me the difference here is my pen is the weaponry
Got the game in my hand, this my plan, go Titan
I'll lead the team I'm yelling I'll go Titan
I'm throwing bars they might land so don't you step on my land
Or I can dispose of you I'll do it with my right hand

See I've been known for how different I do this shit
Full of soul how my lyrics and my music is
Full assault you'll think I'm the king by the look of it
The way I school em rappers, it's evident you stupid bitch
Sure divine with the thoughts and the words combined
Flawless delivery like the beat tryna birth a child
Wordplays, bars, metaphors, lyrics
I got it all covered... versatile
Sure that was over your head and that's the irony
I'm packing a stack of some radical fabulous punchlines feel the fire in me
And battle me? Gotta be outta yo mind I be cracking yo back and I'm back on yo ass And I'm mad as a hatter, attacking ya batter anatomy, like I'm handling mannequins
Fuck it can't handle the manic in, bitch caution
Go toe to toe I'm causing enormous torsions in your soul cordially retort with metaphors vocal chordical torture
You're fortunate I ain't show you my form of the four horsemen
Forging the horror poems on your corpse's bones on the morgue floor
Smorgasbord of organs pour outta your torso
Of course no remorse when I scorch with a torch or more so
It's war of course if you whores get to joking with them horns yo

I warned hoes who didn't really want me before tho
I perform and they get wet it's like I'm shooting a porno
My spot is what you couldn't afford tho
I heard you got no shot because your spots getting foreclosed
I'm coming from the heart but they do not see my torso
I stay up in the oven and I'm hot like digornio
I do this shit 4 cheese, you do this shit for hoes
I go and buy more keys, you go and buy you more clothes
I'm leaving the village cause everyday I'm chilling really should be out making scrilla, not in my feelings
Lately I been feeling like I'm the illest
Spit with realest so we get even iller
Came with the mac and you can take that as the strap or the Miller
Y'all play with caps don't even got yourself a gat to conceal or even a bat you miss the Jack I'm swinging back like gorillas
It's just a fact like 101 I tip my hat to Cruella
Cause where I'm at it kinda feel like being black in vanilla
Outstanding cause I stand out where's my standing ovation
If the planets rotating I keep the plan in rotation
Demanding all my time I keep my hands in they faces
Tell em watch these middle fingers flip you off and embrace it
Before I snap yo wrist like a mechanical bracelet
They tryna block my shine with the hating
I uppercut him looking I gave him a face lift
But I'ma give em smoke and I ain't talking bout vaping
Bitch I got the Juice and the motherfucking the hot sauce
Spit a verse and give a rapper lock jaw
Feel like I'm hot dog grabbing the sawed off
Ready to pop off you better watch dawg
One blink of an eye and I might hit the game like it watch dogs

Hack up anybody dumb I ravage and pardon none
Casket the bravados, stun em bedazzled when drama comes
Madness I harbor, Abaddon in with a scarlet sun
Challenge this monster you'll be asking for martyrdom

You'll be asking for martyrdom while I'm giving you Mardi Gras
Start a war, cut the fun and shut all of the parties off
I'm feeling spiritual but no body can hear it tho
Me and Cry getting lyrical, show you just how my spirit flows

My spirit flows through the bars straight
Got killer flows to barb fates
Y'all be Making boo-boos
Like lil ghosts with their arms raised
Better know this is our game so 'fore you step in the arcade
Be ready for death Carols, barrels and perils

Be ready for death Carol's barrels and perils
I ran into a mummy then had to bury a pharaoh
Now I play for the keepers, and pray for the weaker
I hope they never have see Lars' crazy demeanor

Crazy demeanor, we aim through the speakers
No one ain't messing with us, we give cranial seizures
You claiming you upper and got Satan beneath us
But hell is the surface I'll be taking you deeper