Bad Ma Fucka

I circle my opponents like a bird of prey, in search of a vertabra<br>Just to curse your day, and make blue sky revert to gray<br>Tryin` to work my way back to where the purpose gave birth<br>To the perfect way to quench my thirst to slay rappers<br>Penatrate your fragile brain matter<br>Stand glarin` at you with command, and frame, and stature<br>Actually mastered the talent it takes to seize the rep<br>Out of your chest and leave em shakin`<br>These heads never impressed us, I credit the best cause I<br>?Accept the rebreath? with respect from my predecesors<br>To die the best of deaths is meaning gunfire<br>Blessed with ??, testin the opressive<br>This dimension inside your pain is my domain<br>By signing my name I solidify the rain<br>In an instant I will drain em, get em out the game<br>Itsisted upon bickering with death until the quiet came<br>Then silence remained, touched him with his lights out and<br>Im in his veins, ushering his life out him<br>He cried when it came, at that moment he froze<br>And death pulled his soul through the hole in his nose<br><br>From the moment I sight em, decide I don`t like em<br>I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside em<br>Somebody gonna get dead tonight<br>Bad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonight<br>From the moment I sight em, decide I don`t like em<br>I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside em<br>Somebody gonna get dead tonight<br>Bad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonight<br><br>Let em watch the Brother rip, they need to fuckin study it<br>Have the missin pieces like they tryin to make the puzzle fit<br>Its some other shit, nothin like when we discovered it<br>Fools rappin like they tried to suck a dick and bust a lip<br>Half asshole and ain`t mastered to grab the shit<br>They pacifists and ain`t nothin bout them passionate<br>Never had a pay a bill, spent a day in jail<br>And hold mic`s like theyre scared as hell to brake a nail<br>You ever hide inside your seat, eyes upon your feet<br>Need to keep riding the dick instead of tryin to ride the beat<br>I come from a time when rhymin is too self defining<br>Aint no time for whining, protecting your little homage<br>If your crews really the shit, prove it in your set<br>You really should get off the stage, youre too pretty to sweat<br>If hes not in alliance, beat him in the compliance<br>Somethin to do while I`m feeding him to the lions<br>Keep being defiant, ain`t nothin I can say to you<br>Except you better stay out my range of view, a day or two<br>Your friendly neighbourhood Rhymesayer, I lay a<br>Asswhoopin on you thats one of a kind, playa<br><br>From the moment I sight em, decide I don`t like em<br>I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside em<br>Somebody gonna get dead tonight<br>Bad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonight<br>From the moment I sight em, decide I don`t like em<br>I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside em<br>Somebody gonna get dead tonight<br>Bad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonight<br><br>You live in a world of artificial turf past the sky<br>Got the nerve to stay up nights and askin why<br>Im fuckin your shit up, youre forced to pluckin your lips up<br>That gets ripped up, you could kiss your own ass goodbye<br>You don`t understand me, I don`t have Plan B<br>I don`t have a mom and dad to help me land on my feet<br>I don`t have the luxury of livin where the grass is green<br>Ink pen victims and ten of their friends with them<br>Ive been kickin, scratchin scrapin for respect<br>Since knee-high, believe I will take it to your neck<br>I release my, venomous sentiments at the drop of a hat<br>You motherfuckers got a problem with that?<br>I scratch through all possible tracks<br>Once you walk with your bones fully exposed its hard to look back<br>And I gotta react, not for nothin, just to cuss you<br>There ain`t nothin soul about an old fashoned "Fuck You"<br><br>From the moment I sight em, decide I don`t like em<br>I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside em<br>Somebody gonna get dead tonight<br>Bad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonight<br>From the moment I sight em, decide I don`t like em<br>I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside em<br>Somebody gonna get dead tonight<br>Bad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonight