Broadcasting on your television, internet system, IPad or your camcord
Heat drops I'm bringing the beatbox, and having the criminals up in it saying damn boy
Hypothetically speaking, you're so pathetic when preaching and everything you try teaching ain't bringing nann noise
I'm guaranteed to give you what you need and leave footprints on any ground that I stand on
Turnt up and I'm finna go postal, loud and clear so you can hear my vocals
For the wild and the anti-social, get your Visine and extra thicq bifocals
Similar to a sociopath, with my hands on the axe it's love at first sight
My intensions is to hit your lung at first slice, but let me see if this drum will work right
What, you thought that I wouldn't catch ya, and make the blood squirt from your necq like ketchup
We was on good terms but you messed up, let you get a pass, no, I can't let ya
You was slippin', I mean you was sleepin', so I opened up your window and I creeped in
You was looking like you was sweet dreamin', so I tilted your head and sunk my teeth in
I'm a little too real for TV, even your Android gets annoyed when he speaks
Making 'em fall flat null and void on each street, getting your feet wet, but I'm in it knee deep
Damn right, here come the feces and it's finna hit the fan
But first let me licq the stamp cause I'm finna send this you gonna get this like instant spam
Fire when I flicq the matches from the Native-American, Brazilian and Black kid
Ignoring stupid hoes and dudes who pump whacness, push the mute button go home and practice
DJ, turn it up and let the bass go boom, temple of doom, give me some room
Tips of the shrooms, tits and perfume, liquid consumed, trips to the moon
Uh-huh, you wonder why I'd rather ve in outerspace, probably cause my brain is out of place
And if you try to get up in my zone I'm putting down the chrome to knuccle up and I'ma knocc a bone up out your face
Okay, yeah I'm slangin' that piff and getting time in a half for working that shift
And feel the impact when climbing that cliff, getting a response when rhymin' that sicq
Bitch, I'm going in for the kill, on the field I score for real
Pretty much known for the thrill, I don't just push the envelope I make sure it's closed and sealed
To tell you the truth, I really ain't human, I feed off of pain and the pain's so soothing
Magic wand and I'm waving the tool in, it's impossible trying to tame this mutant
Ruthless, never seen like a shadow in the dark, except for when I unload
Down with the hounds called Quarter Poundz breakin' loose in your town, losing all control
The tell was told, it's about to blow, didn't want no problems then why did you start me
You gotta draw the line somewhere, should've thought about that vefore you handed me the Sharpie

[Chous]
I guess they isn't satisfied until they really feel it so I guess I gotta bring it to 'em harder
Day or night in the dark or night, my appetite will ve fed when I slaughter
Some people think I'm taking it too far, well look up at the stars and I'ma take it farther
And when the smoke fades away, you're gonna see the blood in the water
I guess they isn't satisfied until they really feel it so I guess I gotta bring it to 'em harder
You say you really want the job done right, well I'm the only one you needing to call up
Some people think I'm taking it too far, well look at my scars and everything that's a part of
And when the smoke fades away, you're gonna see the blood in the water