Bad Ma Fucka

I circle my opponents like a bird of prey, in search of a vertebrae Just to curse your day, and make blue sky revert to gray Trying to work my way back to where the purpose gave birth To the perfect way to quench my thirst to slay rappers Penetrate your fragile brain matter Stand glaring at you with command, and frame, and stature Actually mastered the talent it takes to seize the breath Out of your chest and leave em shaking These heads never impressed us, I credit the best cause I ?Mix every breath? with respect for my predecessors To die the best of deaths is meaning gunfire Blessed with faith alone, testing the oppressive This dimension inside your pain is my domain By signing my name I solidify the rain In an instant I will drain em, get em out the game Insisted upon bickering with death until the quiet came In silence remained, touched him with his lights out and I'm in his veins, ushering his life out him He cried when it came, the moment he froze And death pulled his soul through the hole in his nose From the moment I sight 'em, decide I don't like 'em I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside 'em Somebody gon' get dead tonight Bad mother fucker gotta split heads tonight From the moment I sight 'em, decide I don't like 'em I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside 'em Somebody gon' get dead tonight Bad mother fucker gotta split heads tonight Let 'em watch the Brother rip, they need to fucking study it Hella the missin pieces like they tryin' to make the puzzle fit It's some other shit, nothing like when we discovered it Fools rapping like they tried to suck a dick and bust they lip Half assing and ain't mastered to crowd for shit They pacifists and there ain't nothing bout them passionate Never had a pay a bill, or spent a day in jail And hold mic's like they're scared as hell to break a nail Keep your behind inside your seat, eyes upon your feet Need to keep riding the dick instead of tryin' to ride the beat I come from a time when rhyming was true self defining Ain't no time for whining, protecting your little hymen If your crew's really the shit, prove it in your set You really should get off the stage, you're too pretty to sweat If he's not in alliance, beat him in to compliance Something to do while I'm feeding him to the lions Keep being defiant, ain't nothing I can say to you Except you better stay out my range of view, a day or two Your friendly neighborhood Rhymesayer, I'll lay a Asswhoopin on ya, that's one of a kind, playa From the moment I sight 'em, decide I don't like 'em I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside 'em Somebody gon' get dead tonight Bad mother fucker gotta split heads tonight From the moment I sight 'em, decide I don't like 'em I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside 'em Somebody gon' get dead tonight Bad mother fucker gotta split heads tonight You live in a world of artificial turf, plastic sky Got the nerve to stay up nights and ask it why ?Ho's? fucking your shit up, you're forced to pucker your lips up That gets flipped up, you can kiss your own ass goodbye You don't understand me, I don't have Plan B I don't have a Mom and Dad to help me land on my feet I don't have the luxury of living where the grass is green Ink pen victims and ten of their friends with them Ive been kicking, scratching scraping for respect Since knee-high, believe I will take it to your neck I release my, venomous sentiments at the drop of a hat You motherfuckers got a problem with that? I step through all possible traps Once you walk with your balls fully exposed it's hard to look back And I gotta react, not for nothing, just to cuss you There ain't nothing subtle 'bout an old fashioned "Fuck You" From the moment I sight 'em, decide I don't like 'em I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside 'em Somebody gon' get dead tonight Bad mother fucker gotta split heads tonight From the moment I sight 'em, decide I don't like 'em I evacuate the little bit of life they got inside 'em Somebody gon' get dead tonight Bad mother fucker gotta split heads tonight