[Verse 1]
My mental complex can get as lethal as bomb threats when I put together patterns and concepts. MCs evacuate, when I activate raps, a fate brain, m*********s to e******** s*** that decapitate. n***** backs'll break when I captivate; I'm strapped with hate when I mack a plate to my m************ heads over the gate. Beat MCs, that ease in the breeze, freeze 'em at three degrees, flow be a tease, n***** don't got the key to beat me. All for the s*** that I'm bussin', discussin' us and verbal dust then I'm crushin' guts and nuts and leavin' n***** disgusted. When I burst 'em like rockets I pull eyes out sockets put a clip to my lip and c*** it for punks without a pocket, top it. I'm too hype to stop it, you're too microscopic, I dwell in the chamber like toxic on point as if a sniper pops it. Rhythms get optic; are you ready for emergency surgery, verbally, for accusing me of flow burglary? Third degree, hotter than red devil n***** get burnt. Ruin the m***********'s blessings until the lesson's learned, you earned, the right to lose teeth if beef was instilled. Can it possibly build? I don't know, but animosity kills.
[Chorus]
On stages and in cyphers how many rappers that remain. (So real...) Take 'em down (Animosity kills...). Infrared is torment, f*** representin' we campaignin'. (So real...) Take 'em down (Agony kills...). Before the conflict, make sure you know just what you gain. (So real...) Take 'em down (Animosity kills...). Speedknots bomb s***, stray leavin' competitors hanged. (So real...) Take 'em down (Agony kills...).
[Verse 2]
It's your funeral, so order some flowers from the florist. I'm turnin' the hardest chumps into bigger gumps than Forrest. You can't ignore this, vocals get omnivorous, catch rigor mortis, the trigger for this is the chorus, my guns are cordless. Or is, my strategy's agony make a star battle be tragedy? The majesty leaves n***** dead as car batteries. Them raggedy, rappers get ripped when the mic marauder chokes, thinkin' tomorrow's hope, but death is in your horoscope. When my horror scopes, pages travel s***e ages, stages, I work 'em wise, when hype is on microphones I circumsize. Been hurtin' thighs, of a b****'s physical composition, competition gets dismissed if listed as opposition. My mission's position is dissin'. Take a hit of this. Rather hit or miss, I still would split a wrist, like a c*******. Cuz I injure this, hyping just to make agony beat out it. Me lose? I doubt it, so if I'm in your path n****, re-route it. How'd it, happen to my crew is what's said when I scare a staff, I tear in half, m************ with every paragraph. Sit there and laugh, cuz you can't bear the wrath. As tragedy builds, animosity and agony kills.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
(I) slay rappers of simplicity, it ain't s*** to me, get wit me, I take the victory, you must not know my history. Sniff the scent of the magnificent I done kill n***** in battles. Still when they come back for seconds I'm on some different s***. My prototype shows that I explode like dolomite when I hold the mic, n***** that test might as well throw the fight. My flow's got strike. Range from passionate to blastin' it, with your a** in it, on the stage is where I let your casket sit fast and s***. Comin' through like a prowler, punks I devour, testin' me is worse than hiding from Norman Bates in the shower. Horror ya'll, causin' the f*****' b***** waterfall, only way I see competition is if you brought a ball. I slaughter all; all your crew members just outta call. Plus submission, but if you keep dissing we just gotta brawl. So what's the call? If you let animosity build, tragedy will, and through the feet is when agony kills.
[Chorus]
(Hit me!) x 4
My mental complex can get as lethal as bomb threats when I put together patterns and concepts. MCs evacuate, when I activate raps, a fate brain, m*********s to e******** s*** that decapitate. n***** backs'll break when I captivate; I'm strapped with hate when I mack a plate to my m************ heads over the gate. Beat MCs, that ease in the breeze, freeze 'em at three degrees, flow be a tease, n***** don't got the key to beat me. All for the s*** that I'm bussin', discussin' us and verbal dust then I'm crushin' guts and nuts and leavin' n***** disgusted. When I burst 'em like rockets I pull eyes out sockets put a clip to my lip and c*** it for punks without a pocket, top it. I'm too hype to stop it, you're too microscopic, I dwell in the chamber like toxic on point as if a sniper pops it. Rhythms get optic; are you ready for emergency surgery, verbally, for accusing me of flow burglary? Third degree, hotter than red devil n***** get burnt. Ruin the m***********'s blessings until the lesson's learned, you earned, the right to lose teeth if beef was instilled. Can it possibly build? I don't know, but animosity kills.
[Chorus]
On stages and in cyphers how many rappers that remain. (So real...) Take 'em down (Animosity kills...). Infrared is torment, f*** representin' we campaignin'. (So real...) Take 'em down (Agony kills...). Before the conflict, make sure you know just what you gain. (So real...) Take 'em down (Animosity kills...). Speedknots bomb s***, stray leavin' competitors hanged. (So real...) Take 'em down (Agony kills...).
[Verse 2]
It's your funeral, so order some flowers from the florist. I'm turnin' the hardest chumps into bigger gumps than Forrest. You can't ignore this, vocals get omnivorous, catch rigor mortis, the trigger for this is the chorus, my guns are cordless. Or is, my strategy's agony make a star battle be tragedy? The majesty leaves n***** dead as car batteries. Them raggedy, rappers get ripped when the mic marauder chokes, thinkin' tomorrow's hope, but death is in your horoscope. When my horror scopes, pages travel s***e ages, stages, I work 'em wise, when hype is on microphones I circumsize. Been hurtin' thighs, of a b****'s physical composition, competition gets dismissed if listed as opposition. My mission's position is dissin'. Take a hit of this. Rather hit or miss, I still would split a wrist, like a c*******. Cuz I injure this, hyping just to make agony beat out it. Me lose? I doubt it, so if I'm in your path n****, re-route it. How'd it, happen to my crew is what's said when I scare a staff, I tear in half, m************ with every paragraph. Sit there and laugh, cuz you can't bear the wrath. As tragedy builds, animosity and agony kills.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
(I) slay rappers of simplicity, it ain't s*** to me, get wit me, I take the victory, you must not know my history. Sniff the scent of the magnificent I done kill n***** in battles. Still when they come back for seconds I'm on some different s***. My prototype shows that I explode like dolomite when I hold the mic, n***** that test might as well throw the fight. My flow's got strike. Range from passionate to blastin' it, with your a** in it, on the stage is where I let your casket sit fast and s***. Comin' through like a prowler, punks I devour, testin' me is worse than hiding from Norman Bates in the shower. Horror ya'll, causin' the f*****' b***** waterfall, only way I see competition is if you brought a ball. I slaughter all; all your crew members just outta call. Plus submission, but if you keep dissing we just gotta brawl. So what's the call? If you let animosity build, tragedy will, and through the feet is when agony kills.
[Chorus]
(Hit me!) x 4