A Shovel & A Wreath

These little suckers done got sloppy
I'll put the crunch on them like the Malachi's
Kick their ass in the head like Heihachi
They move like they're into Bukkake
I'll be the one to put an end to the monotony
I'm running a monopoly on these carbon copies
Wounding these goonies with that gobbledygook
They're probably wobbly, and I ain't even gotten to the hook
Who dare to assume I'm past my prime
After crawling through all this grit and grime
You can mix that song as long as you want
But no amount of rubbing
Will ever make shit shine
So swing batter batter and while you're whiffing
I'm lifting the spliff and gifting the Masses
With this flow that'll put you
Jabroni's on your pansy candy asses
I'll incinerate you and shit in your ashes
You're the definition of exactly what trash is
I'll make'em wanna lead a life of monasticism
I've devised a way to killem with the rhythm
I hope they don't think I'm kidding
They'll be doing my bidding
I'm utilizing skills that should have remained hidden
In this instance
I'm insisting on ending their miserable existence
Good riddance

I'm unorthodox
With all the tools that I need to torch your block
My voice carries and my styles vary
I know it's scary to know
That my flows are what yours are not
When I bring the heat don't try and compete
You'll wind up a bloody little puddle in the street
These muggles are befuddled by the words that I speak
And I'm coming to the battle with
A Shovel and A Wreath

I'm unorthodox
With all the tools that I need to torch your block
My voice carries, and my styles vary
So beware Free
Cause his flows are what yours are not
When I bring the heat
Don't, try and compete
You'll wind up a fucking little puddle in the street
These muggles are befuddled by the words that I speak
And I'm coming to the battle with
A Shovel and A Wreath

I will be who I will be regardless
You couldn't hope to match my heartlessness
I'll determine who's a true artist
By whose influence reaches farthest
I'm gonna keep hitting them with it
Never stop trying to get it
You know a brother's committed
Just from the way that I spit it
So roll with it or get a hole in your fitted
Swallow your soul dog I'm Deadite Demented
With every synonym, I'm inserting my venom in
I administer them and start disassembling ligaments
Leaving little suckers in precarious predicaments
I have various ways of exposing your insignificance
I expect minimal resistance
And nothing less than unwavering obedience
Or get dealt with
With blinding expediency
Without one iota of leniency
What could the secret ingredients be
Spectacular wraps with immaculate fluidity
I mean seriously who's witty as Free
Sure we can pity the fool but who'll pity the G
That had the audacity
To assume he could even hold a candle to me
If he crawls in on his hands and knees
I may see fit to deal with him expeditiously

I'm unorthodox
With all the tools that I need to torch your block
My voice carries and my styles vary
I know it's scary to know
That my flows are what yours are not
When I bring the heat don't try and compete
You'll wind up a bloody little puddle in the street
These muggles are befuddled by the words that I speak
And I'm coming to the battle with
A Shovel and A Wreath

I'm unorthodox
With all the tools that I need to torch your block
My voice carries, and my styles vary
So beware Free
Cause his flows are what yours are not
When I bring the heat
Don't, try and compete
You'll wind up a fucking little puddle in the street
These muggles are befuddled by the words that I speak
And I'm coming to the battle with
A Shovel and A Wreath