Lyrics

[Intro Sample] That really was a Hattori Hanzo sword... [Verse 1 - Gamemast15r] I cut sharper than the steel blades of Hanzo Hattori Cut your hands and it's boring, mutilate your face and there's a story Fuck with me and you'll die too Engage in bullet time and dump you in the bayou I'm blazing saddles, that's the shit I was designed to do No reason to lie to you, slow ways to die, it's that true CIA waterboarding, I'll torture you in your bathroom Hell I'm ill enough to drown a baby at their baptism There's no way I'll act christian, I'm an unholy tactician I may be a fucking cowboy, but you know me, I ain't Tony Romo But I'm crazy enough to smack Shirley Phelps Roper and call her a homo They see me as the captain of the ship, I'm stackin' up the clips Fuck your couch, fuck your friends, I'mma be clappin' up your clique If I'm beating a dead horse then I'm killing a stable, willing and able A violent man, silenced gun and knife in hand, proclamation of a villainous angel Growing up, I was taught never to back down from a battle Calvary charge, head first right into their castle I'm crazy but that's the shit that changes history Do anything that it takes to win, I'm the epitome [Verse 2 - JC Assassin] I'm a mad, mad boy, lack joy from tabloids Fly like an astroid aiming at your haploid Now open up, no socialist trying to social us On the oceanfront, cracking these skulls like coconuts The Godfather of the martyr, like Al Pacino I still will kill Bill, Quentin Tarantino My accountant is frowning down at your sounding Put you deep inside the blood fountain, make you start drowning Irregular for my competitors to be seconders I bring pain to the chromosome, fuck the messenger This ain't a Kit-Kat commercial, bitch, fuck your break time The bassline hit your face and waistline, it ain't a hate crime Check Dateline, I rape the constellation This a real compilation of world domination A real rap baller, maybe a rap scholar I trap collars until I get tax dollars!