The BUTCHER (feat. Crae the Ghost)

Ayy, I take my competition down to the ground Respect for all of them, but now I'm taking
Over rap Said you gonna win, but we in the first round
Said this just a game, best believe that it's a battle
Slay my competition like a bigger herd of cattle

Ayy, I step into the booth, I'm the lyrical professor
Slicing through opponents with rhymes, I'm a hustler
I'm serving up beef, you can't handle the heat
I'm the main course, why you diss the side tree

I'll carve you up, leave you minced to dice My flows are precise, your charisma thin ice
I'm the master of the mic, the heavyweight contender
You're just a pretender, a weak rap surrender I'm the rhyme slayer, no one can match my
Skill All of you butchered lying flat and still

I'm the king of this game, you're just a pawn
In this rap battleground, I'm the one who's drawn
I'll dismember your words, chop them into pieces
Your rhymes are weak, man, they're full of creases

I'm the chief in this kitchen, cooking up a storm
While you're stuck in a corner, lost and forlorn
I'm that cold-blooded killer, leaving no survivors
Your career's on the chopping block, no revivers

I'm not used to winning, I got nothing to lose
A lunatic drunk on the booze, with a chip on his shoulder
With nothing to prove, I don't give a fuck who's in front of the dude
Even if they double up, they still getting cut in the tube

I'm like, what the fuck did I do
I don't get no recognition Now I'm snapping necks and whipping ass into
Submission Stepper stepped up to put the class into detention
Pay attention, motherfuckers, motherfuckers need to listen

I'm on a fucking mission to be one of the greatest
I don't wanna be famous, I just wanna piss So let me fuck in the anus
And when I'm done, I want respect in my name And when it's mentioned, I want it remembered
I'm butchered to competition