Cataclysmic Verses

Lyrics

[Produced by ____] [Hook: Scratches x3] Got through the struggle with those cataclysmic verses I'm possessing the words to put my enemies in hearses [Verse 1: gamemast15r] Ten million ways to die, choose one Bullets ricochet and hit from who's gun? Put your hands where my eyes can see or lose one With the lines that hit harder than KUZGUN I hit with the powers of Earth, Wind & Fire You water your shit down, to become the shining star your desire But when the .44 revolve like the earth around the sun Then I'll strike down on your planet with the force up from my gun I take your squad and steamroll it to a flat earth And B.O.B.'s airplane will be the one to crash first This ain't flat to fact, this is rap to rap Whip out the Glock and cuffs if you wanna go back to back Whip out the boxing gloves if you wanna go match to match And bring out the cops and bugs if you wanna go rat to splat But don't come to the pad thinking that you can last Cause I'll make sure you fuckin' bleed and throw you right into the trash [Verse 2: Almighty U-Sorcerer] And then recycle your ass because we been the waste management Erased savages, giving your ass some face damages I'm God to y'all so praying to someone else is straight blasphemous My aim's accurate, I was trained to slay accidents MC's sweet like bitches when they get eyed on Tinder But we be screaming at these niggas like Michael Richards Career-ending, this worldwide warfare that I'm spearheading Fear sending niggas off the edge and got their peers begging That's that peer pressure, break your spine with a guitar pick Spit bars SARS sick with narcostic bitches, gotta hard dick Don't seem too alarmed like the fire drill was planned You get split in half like a Belko businessman This ain't no walk-in clinic, my verses only a minute wait I don't drink no Minute Maid, rappers, I eliminate My enemies in hearses, my energy emerging I'm Rosemary's child, you'll hope her pregnancy reverses [Hook] [Verse 3: gamemast15r] Who the fuck let the dogs out the cage? We're not the Baha men, we got jaws that'll tear up your steak Full of despair and hate, with the stare of an ape To see the destruction of the universe, I'm the bearer of fates I smear blood upon the ink with my passion in full I crack earth like I cracked Galactus's skull I'm the glacier that smashed through the titanic hull The same temperature as my soul while it dies in the cold The thing from another world, crash from the sky I assimilate these MC's, get off your ass or you'll die The philosophy of horror from the mind of John Carpenter The only author that's truly prepared for the slaughter How many fucking times do I have to throw out a verse That's so cataclysmic that you'll fuckin' die in a burst Of fire, a catastrophe that originates a curse I can't wait for it again, but for now, I'll watch 'em repopulate the earth [Verse 4: Almighty U-Sorcerer] My catalog's cataclysmic, I destroy every forensic I bring tremendous danger cause my recklessness relentless A bit pretentious, my inventions will leave you headless Or breathless, collectively the Scorpions are senseless Decapitate a nigga, this ain't my imagination The fascination of death always been my navigation [Hook] [Verse 5: gamemast15r & Almighty U-Sorcerer] We slay rhymes to the base line The way I destroy these beats make it look like a hate crime Battered and bruised, no matter which way you will lose Either way I'll make each of your page look like Seuss Hit you in the face with the deuce, you better pay all your dues Respect the conglomerate, I know that you're hating the truth But truthfully, I don't need to say much else Here's the almighty sorcerer, destroying you from hell 40 to his head like he heard the beat, his head bobbing Pressured the electric waves on you like I pressed charges Ignoring these niggas like my ex calling, let me get started Three in his chest, Ben Wallace, onto the next coffin Young nigga running shit like I'm in the head office Checking pussies off my list like I just went shopping Opened my voicemail to a hundred and nine death threats Nigga dimed for a dime, and I been keeping the ten since