... WIth a Violent Past

Uh huh
Yo
Y-
Yo
Face off and drop the gloves
Get on and pop it off
Your top is soft
And I'm ready to knock it off (uh-huh)
Cuz I don't like you
I fucking hate you
My crew bangs too
Yo, we gon' obliterate you
Test my gangster, gangster
Who draws faster?
When your body's rotting in the sun
You gon' know your answer
Can't fuck with this cat
CalI me Lionel
From the ThunderCats
When I'm done with jack, you'll be unrecognizable
Mumm-Ra the way I wrap in circles
Glasses on like the rappin' Urkle
Poppin kernals, hurdle poppin'
Fertile bitches trying to curdle
Acting so pussy I'm like
"Ma'am, this does not concern you"
My words are on the menu
Venues refuse to use my name
Won't even look the other way
Look at what I say, I will never give a fuck
So act like you neva heard of that
I'll sign my coworkers retirement card
With a fucking murder rap!
(Haha)
He's a madman, he's psychotic
Hunting in the street looking for narcotics
He's demonic and will pop you with a silent blast
He's an angry schizophrenic with a violent past
He's a madman, he's psychotic
Hunting in the street looking for narcotics
He's demonic and will pop you with a silent blast
He's an angry schizophrenic with a violent past
Abnormal, nonverbal approach
Poached immoral
But I'm goin for broke
I am immortal
For the bread, I'll toast you
The enforcer, Mafioso
Your lights go off on my demand like I "Google Home'd" you
You don't know duke
The shit I'm capable of... I don't know, dude
I got a couple bolts loose (and it's like that!)
The holster holds tools
You boast but bolster
And bend to bring forth both legs closer
Like you're obtuse
I'm the composer, not you
Cuz your head goes where my hand says
Decompose you and that's it
Cuz you can't use a truce against Zeus
Yous abused and dispensed in lagoons
The neck is removed
The threat will be proved
So rest and be moved
Or my guess, he will shoot
For respect I will use
Every sect from my crew
Get you checked like the shoe
You can bet how we do
Like some Beck's we can brew
Then I'ma get you vexed and we through
He's a madman, he's psychotic
Hunting in the street looking for narcotics
He's demonic and will pop you with a silent blast
He's an angry schizophrenic with a violent past
He's a madman, he's psychotic
Hunting in the street looking for narcotics
He's demonic and will pop you with a silent blast
He's an angry schizophrenic with a violent past
My heart embodies the art
I'm leaving no room to catch me a loss
Taking dead bodies and all
Laughing as I'm watching you fall
I'll kill you for fucking up in the lab like some Euthanasia
Bring your crew to save ya', stab you through with razors
Walking through the blaze
Pointing at you with lasers
Rip your tongue through your teeth
Like yous Julio Iglesias
Move out the glaciers, proving I'm greater
Famous for never getting famous
Even though I shut the game down like an outtage in Vegas
You bitch-made, it's apparent
I see through you, you transparent
And I'm sonnin' you
So it concerns me as a parent
But this is hip hop and I'm here to do damage
My crew savage
Nothing in the room to salvage, barbaric
Bunch of wild animals
Dumb cats with our face tatted
You would think we Satanic
Instigate riots
We ain't laughin'
Goons who hate actin'
And Stay True like the graph artist
Split you in two
That heartless
He's a madman, he's psychotic
Hunting in the street looking for narcotics
He's demonic and will pop you with a silent blast
He's an angry schizophrenic with a violent past
He's a madman, he's psychotic
Hunting in the street looking for narcotics
He's demonic and will pop you with a silent blast
He's an angry schizophrenic with a violent past



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Writer(s): Marcelo Tortora
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