Shadowville's Battlefield

[Verse 1] Rhymes electrify, get your fucking hand's high On the beat-side is my Slantize I been killing mic's since '96, and I Can't die, steady I rise, a deadly design Of the organic mixed with electronics, blended Within ligaments fitted with robotic systems Consisting of mechanisms, hand-tested To sense rhythm ticks in a nano-second I'm the man, I reckon, I got a plan to step in And strangle the fucking neck of every dang executive In the game who ever slang the gayest records In an effort, just to make a little name to sell 'em I'mma bang the hell out of any major veteran's In my way, till I'm made a legend So any gang who tell it, just may embellish it Saying "Hey, this fella musta fell under the weight of an angry elephant" [Hook] Anybody talking that shit, better quit it Keep on walkin or get, what I'm givin When I kick this skill on the battlefield premises Mission is: kill every Shadowville nemesis Leave no rival of mine alive If it bleeds or it breathes, then it needs to die It's the fact yall mad at my raps, it's automatic Attack and slaughter maggots, get back! [Verse 2] Lean on the beat, drillin the drums Speed freakin machine-gun syllable tongue I'm a demon who happens to speak in English When I'm rappin, I'm casting a jinx, not singin' I'm bringing the meanest, audible voo-doo See, every thing I do's too much hotter than you'd do Disc jock my record like it's pop, the groove's soon Locked in your head like "dot-dot-dotta-da-doo" Cuz when I spit it, it's sick as fuck Notice the kids'll come Over and pick it up And you know I'll never give it up So, listen up, you can zip it up, homey Every joe on the street wanna show me How they flow speech over a cloned beat One step closer, be choking on your teeth [Hook]x2 [Verse 3] Quit searching this instant, turn your attention To witness, a person with a perfect rhythm Spinnin, surging, picture serpents twisting Merging, kissin, squirming, witness A surgeon in terms of precision The work I deliver is surely efficient You never heard of wordsmith on Earth, living As proficient as this, deserving a position with The industry, till they mentioned me, DZ Coming from the sunny VA streets He's so hypnotic, seems he's robotic Breathes as often as sea-crawlin aquatic Creatures, no lungs, he features gills on his Parts like a shark has, hardened cartilage He's a monster he's far from human, haunting Gruesome thoughts, spew from this ruthless author [Hook]x3 [Outro]: I'm a soldier, told that I had to kill... I was trained on Shadowville's Battlefields I was chained and beaten, till the pain of being Free was seeming greater than the pain of bleeding