Overkill

Lyrics

[Intro] I was walkin down the street, I said, "Wait!" [Verse] You been impacted and attacked with a mixture of aromatic paragraphs Graphed with acidic cataclysmic mathematical acrobatics My mind confines plenty rhymes Slice your stomach with the mic twenty times, leaving lines on your torso that look like mini blinds And people could peep through and view your vital organs anytime A psychic told me I won't come into my prime 'til I'm 129 I'll lesson ya Body mass from flesh into a watery mist and spray you out of can like air freshener I won't have any problems stopping ya The one man mafia that's chopping ya 'til I filet ya like tilapia My Glock spits neuro toxic hot bricks My synopsis make rocks split, block hits from unseen entities that I box with I hold a key like locksmiths, got x-ray optics, grew thoughts I get Sit outside my knowledge pit cause they could not fit My virus too strong to call off I could stand on one foot on a building's ledge in a strong wind and couldn't fall off I spark the seeds that are hard to read I'm from a larger creed of Martian breed that turns cautious offers to quadriplegs This rap cannibal that wrap vandals Like snakes on the Animal Channel that traps mammals in the annals of my neck panel The dichotomy, my word logic locks you And stops you from breathing out until the death angel adopts you (Yeah) You wanna have it, take a stab at it I'm avid about smashing your cabbage into specks of forensic lab fabric Impostors copy my logic, my body and knowledge To your body's composite from solid to liquid to gas and back to solid An apocalyptic flame rips From my lips at insane clips, that strips fragmented micro grains and brain chips I distribute facts amongst ya The chiropractor that replaced needles with multiple axe in your back for acupuncture The inhabitant of the labyrinth Babylon Paramount paragon that runs relay marathons with 90-pound batons And I spark suns 'cause I been hotter The Bin Laden sin plotter that'll beat your ghost out of ya like a pinata My information, level contagious Blazing abrasion that had you phased with radiation like a chemo patient When average rappers scavenge passages from my tablets I ravage anatomy savage and won't even let the maggots have it Don't try to draft the chapter after me You'll think you levitating but you'll be actually hanging ropeless, defying gravity The word merchant that squirts serpents with a flow pump Lyrically I'm the opposite of a hurt workman 'cause I get's no comp Your verses are worthless My thirst is strong enough to coax Earth's water from the Earth's inner core up to it's surface I'll leave a generation birthless K rehearses in other dimensions while being nourished by the milk of shirtless nurses You quoting stuff that ain't potent enough I seen a ghost of the rhyme you wrote leaving out of your rap folder and floating up Like Ike I beat and bruise the mic if I use it right You gon lose tonight and every pen you choose'll go on strike and refuse to write I'm overseen by wicked guardians Which enter me after every performance and make me slaughter part of the audience I never finish a battle, one paragraph, they blew Just like a phone number, most rappers dash halfway through I designed the rhyme, I wish that I could have read at first I didn't get a chance, people were screaming and giving me dap before I said the verse I'll speak to your brain and tremble it The skim of it I'll dismember it, blow up the frame and let a baby reassemble it Skills that are doping 'em with opium The trophy I'm accepting while my victims head lay hopelessly on a podium [Outro] Hahahaha Go on say it dog say it, you cried huh (nah), you so mad you cried right you did You did, mayn, you cried Shit, you were mad then a motherfucker You cried nigga, you cried What did you do, to deserve that shit