Circus Maximus (Round 2 Freeverse)

[Verse 1] Round 2, I'mma hop up on this instrumental I started the last cypher like this, so I guess I'm mental I put in work all year, who else is on my level Dropped a pair of projects, I'll never disappear I'm tryna get mine here, this is my motivation Tryna out-do every year with no affiliations So that no one gets the chance to claim, that they made this happen They tried to play me, but my name is not Madden Uh, the indiscriminate, vigilant, militant, evil villain is here I'm here to educate your thoughts, so open your ears Let me enter your fears I'll leave you feeling super buzzed like we drank us some beers Uh, that's a mouthful, lemme catch my breath But as soon as I inhale, your girl offers her breast I don't know what for, but I'll take it, what's next? I'm slaying left and right, welcome to my slaughterhouse I'm serving rappers up, no dining in, just taking out I cause mayhem on these beats, I'm a savage Rhymes will hit you back like collateral damage I'm a "Lil Crazed" so I've been known to cause "Famine" And I send rappers to my Slaughterhouse when they think they hammin' Yo, you really think your album bumping? Check the iPod, I have Taylor Swift jammin' Carly Rae is next, followed by T-Pain Man, your music sucks, get some tips from Lil Wayne You getting dismembered like your clique just broke up You getting lit up like a Bic if you speak up I'm going hard in the paint, call up van Gogh You saying you a beast, just call me Vick, dog Cuz you're a victim, just like tax fraud You about lose money like a bank job All you clown rappers, you've been fair-warned You try to come at me slick, you'll get your head torn Cuz for Christ's sake, better hope I leave you in a daze Cuz if worst comes to worst, I'll put you in a grave Going hard on them beats, that is my occupation It only comes second when I get to fornication This one's on the house, compliments to the chef Round 2 is done, someone bring up Round tres Young