[Verse 1]:
Too many n***as try to let the ville in when my presence is twice the size gothem
So I leave em itchin' for revenge when this hero win
You know when I get lyrical I get biblical
I'm able to bring death to em cause my synonyms are on cain
Smackin' em in the back with my lyrical bat man
Now I've done and went and screwed up your vision
So you're dealing with cataracts because I be the problem
Better get some contacts
But when you contact your contacts and you and your contacts come in contact with I best believe I'm using con tactics
Rippin' off your hands
And send you rippin off, never able to touch a mic again
Better pray I have mercy on my linguistic banana clip
Only need half, give em that banana split
But it won't be sweet when those bullets meet and greet what your thoughts keep

[Verse 2]:
I know I just got one on a past track, but can we bring that feeling back and give him a round of applause
The only reason there should those paws should pause is because you're not able
Either because your paws got sawed off or you can't hang on to my angels
I take these angels and make them curt
Hurt and mangle by opponents, these angles could win me olympic gold
But they want that medal, so they pick up their own clips and with them they clap for him
Either way I get my applause
But this time times two
Cause the way I slew the original clappers made a new brew
So either way I get a round of applause for the lyricism that doesn't pause
Verbally I keep three ks-wait
Have you started feelin that daje'vu
No more than that, think back to the track before track two

[Verse 3]:
I heard your promos promoting for sure you'll be hip hop's new logo
Whoa bro that's a no go
You really looking for that, if so you need to keep your face in books
Cause I've heard you flow and it f'n blew
Made me want to leave your mind on the wall when you were through
Now to you my words my sound absurd but you lack courage so you flock to the bird
Then you make it fly north, targeted at me
But that just further proves that I'm above you
Huh, why am I even rappin
You don't even get the words when I'm really snappin
I should keep these phalanges apart
And point a phalange at your heart
And let it Yusuke Urameshi
Cause a shotgun to the brain is a lot more messy
I should keep these phalanges apart
And point a phalange at your heart
And let it Yusuke Urameshi
Cause a shotgun to the brain is a lot more messy