Kill Him For It

Lyrics

[Verse 1] You might wanna retire and cancel your prior plans See, I'm the guy that ran diabolical virus strands into your diaphragm A hired man that strikes at the slightest glance Wrote an entire pamphlet with spiders and fire ants biting my writing hand See, I'm the dude they come to pay homage to, non-fungible And so phenomenal I can follow you from in front of you No trauma's comparable to what I'ma do If you wanna move, I'll pummel you with ten 21 kilometer chronicles My wondrous lung function is conjugal Your stomach will look like vomited ramen noodles from the moment I'm done with you With my tongue as the noose, I done hung a few A connoissеur of sonic use I promise you gonna feel me likе Donahue When I was first born and rehearsed, I would run furlongs And thirty foot verticals with a 200 pound shirt on No slacking up when I'm bringing it hard as I can I can dap you up and snatch fingerprints off of your hand I say to thee it wouldn't pay to be rating me unfavorably Creatively, I'm so elevated heights are afraid of me Instantaneous sole eraser left bodies with vacancies In a sacred cave sedated with crates of pages encasing me Show you my pedigree, get in a spelling bee And successfully spell each word without the judge telling me what the hell it be Got busted for the subjects I publish 'Cause his corpse was so torched and corrupted that the mortician was reluctant to touch it [Chorus] Acting like they be ready for war but they don't really want it All that talking and yelling and flexing, I'ma kill him for it Any level I've ever been on in life, you're three below it He laughing and walking around in danger, he don't even know it (That boy don't even know it) [Verse 2] When a clot is formed to drop a new song, doctors are warned At six o'clock in the morn, a brand new synopsis is born I'm the product that spawns when other solid options are gone Come off the top of the head like a rhinoceros horn Erratic and gritty with a prominent mental committee Geographically witty, fit a continent into a city I'm grace with unmistakable adaptable traits I take naps in my place with Saran wrap on my face The slow lurkers chose not to approach further Because they know I'll go berserk and start invoking more murders than Grossberger K-Rino, the noted throat curser, the ghost server Who'll show up at your post and smoke you and most of your coworkers Take over the trophy by [?] the holder When I leave the show, I go home and eat a bowl of ebola The sacred vibrations I migrate Articulate 800 lines straight then drink a whole lake to rehydrate I slap your narrative to embarrassment So many claps come after my tracks, even my humility's arrogant To establish the fact I'm miraculous I had to master extracting the yolk out of an egg without cracking it I'm raising Lazarus and phrasing graphs that act as galactic imbalances With callous bedazzlement for the talentless If this rap was a liquid, one cap of it would be more than adequate To pour and overlap six half a gallon chalices Shattering your analysis like Atticus Finch against his antagonist With manuscripts full of cabins and cabinets My grammar books compare to calculus The bragging lips of a blasphemous rapper Get battered flat as that of a platypus I hear these jokers boasting a lot With the dopeness I got I can focus and tie a rope of smoke in a knot To stop my melodious work would take an arduous plot Once I started talking, he dropped because he thought he was shot [Chorus] Acting like they be ready for war but they don't really want it All that talking and yelling and flexing, I'ma kill him for it Any level I've ever been on in life, you're three below it He laughing and walking around in danger, he don't even know it