Warming Up (Intro)

Who am i? The rudest guy If you give this dude a mic, you'll be out your mind I'm about to shine Every time I spit it, my wicked lyrics are sooo explicit So an advisory sticker sitting on the mixtape while your listening I can envision pictures of victims so vivid, I can paint now I'm spaced out, with my face down Outside of a place that ain't even in the main town Grab the eights and this game I murder You probably just hurt her I sure make my words burn, and tear flows to pieces I'm spiting diseases, I go forth, to soul search, to prove that im decent Get so bored, in low hope, I leave it Fate comes for top spot and I seethe it, wake up, my clock it just resets So patience, I practice, basic, I passed it Never will be faded, im staying, cuz lyrcis I have it At such a young age, my tounge laced, with poisionous flow Hotter than sun rays,and if you dont know it then go I kill beats cuz I battle demons when I want to exercise Who's next in line, I am the best with rhymes Cold enough to make winter cry, hot enough to make blister's fry Grab the mic, to brighten, so I strike like lightning If I dont have a knife then ill bite like Tyson No love or hate, I show no emotions I kill all these flows, naw better yet explode them Poet with my words, and you already know it Y'all spitting garbage, im spitting roses Rhymes on steriods, lemme up the dosage I'm shooting for stars, my bars are comets, they carve up the element Its evident, you need medicine for my sentences I can rap for ages, I get sore? No I tell you to forgo the lyrical 4 shield force-field, you go forth I strangle you with chains, insane its Mayze With razor blades, infecting aids, inflicting pain Came to drain, the water from your brains My passion for rapping, is magic mixed with countless hours of practice I'm set for great accomplishments, not looking for no partnership Mainstream im the opposite, underground artist bitch Lyricism I fathered it, shined it and polished it Cause a rapture in a matter of weeks, a classical freak That's slashing these beats, and trashing mc's Rap had a limit, im passing its peak, every word I spit, is capturing heat Like a track with elites, but your songs are lacking to please, im just an assassin you see I'm not what the game stands for, call me its acronym Rap ain't problem solvin, but I plan to answer it