[Intro]
See this mentality was born in South Park, a long time ago.. Klondike Kat, Gangsta Nip, AC Chill, C-Rock , GT and Preppy J, Dope-E, Point Blank, PSK, Muder-one, Rapper K, K-Rock Def

[Verse 1]

I'll pack a tablet like it's a strap
I'll split my tounge in half and concurrently snap
On two different cats with two different raps
Think a second and picture that
Your spine will be so quickly snatched
Your sacroiliac will crack before it hits the mat
Not to deny that I'm a popular guy
See you can lease this ass kicking with an option to buy
To your weak innocuous try I'll never drop a reply
I'm so lofty and high, my house sits on top of the sky
Bars injected in your temple made your opticals fry
If they rush you to emergency the doctor would cry
Every line you ever spoke was a preposterous lie
We'll battle by the ocean loser gotta watch till it's dry
Are you noticing the load my folders shouldering
So much control woven into my notes
That my vocals could train a Doberman
I seek victims bind 'em and twist 'em
Blast the fragments out of your mind in an instant
Then force you to go find 'em and fix 'em
[Hook x2]
Garbage man of the game I'm the trash taker
Pen and pad chaser, bulletproof glass breaker
I never panic till I'm down to my last paper
They diagnose me with a bad case of Agg Nature

[Verse 2]
Picture my teeth with a spleen loving emcee in between
I'm so evil and mean that I'll smother a breathing machine
Bleed your cerebrum and free you from every reason to dream
Sweep thru the scene with white jeans on and leave with 'em clean The simple and senseless attempted to mimic my template
As I stand on no paper lines balancing like a gymnast
I mix lemon with 56 venoms
But when I'm really pissed I challenge rappers to pillow fights with bricks in 'em
I break time barrier planes that they don't know about mayne
I caught a 5 o'clock train before the 4 o'clock came
My tightest binge you might just spend your life deciphering
I come home every night at 10 and walk-in on my writing pens fighting again
I take humbrege when you throw them fake punches
Strengthen my tounge reflexes by dodging snake lunges Decapitation the moment my opponent bowed
I'm standing on it proud walkin thru the crowd
Shrouded in ammonia clouds

[Hook x2]
Garbage man of the game I'm the trash taker
Pen and pad chaser, bulletproof glass breaker
I never panic till I'm down to my last paper
They diagnose me with a bad case of Agg Nature
[Verse 3]
I was writing and over heated my mind
The whole room caught fire, but I wouldn't leave till I completed the line
I'll say a long page so crazy and aggravated that by the time you played it
All the way thru your youngest baby is graduated
Some think that I'm a boring guy they say I'm 6'4
But my thought supply measures at 1800 stories high
I'm standing taller than the Andes
With countless dialects that come in handy
So even the ants can understand me
I'll take to the sky in haste detonate ya entire base
My pet fish don't like the water they swim in the fireplace
Leave liars in dire straits cause I only admire greats
My titles are Formaldehyde laced, so come and try a taste
When the beat is on I do things I don't even condone
The voices in my head be begging me to leave them alone
It's known that once my targets selected no punches are miss directed
Every knuckle on my fist got another fist connected

[Hook x2]
Garbage man of the game I'm the trash taker
Pen and pad chaser, bulletproof glass breaker
I never panic till I'm down to my last paper
They diagnose me with a bad case of Agg Nature