Lyrics

[Verse 1] I practiced in training If I ran at a pace faster, I'd change the planet's rotation Traveled the nation Planned an invasion The cash that I'm making's a mathematic equation If a challenge awaits, then my opponent's sadly mistaken, retracting their statements No matter the weight classification Step to me, there better be an ambulance waiting You're in agony aching After I make you tap out in pain, your ankle is breaking Smashing your face in, it's fractured in casing, flat and misshapen like Picasso was painting You'll gеt slammed to the pavemеnt, looking like you might have had an accident shaving [Verse 2] You're in need of assistance The referees will be whistling for a brief intermission The bell goes, I repeatedly hit them Ears will be ringing as people are singing, "the EV!L is winning" The reach of my kick, is it in feet or in inches? The [?] stretch extends a meter in distance You can't heal all the bleeding and blistering You won't be eating or drinking Your teeth will be missing I'll proceed with the swinging Such speed and precision Your [?]s are tripping, emcee just keep bitching, defeated and finished, deceased in an instance Completing the mission, you're beat in submission And if we meet in the ring, I'm leaving you in the fetal position with your penises shriveling