[Verse 1: Iron Solomon]
I'm just a regular guy with a piece of the devil inside
Trouble over treble, I am Jekyll and Hyde
Foot to the pedal with incredible drive
If you blockin' my lane you will never survive
My step is in stride to start wreckin' your pride
Ridin' the rush the instrumental provides
At the end of the line I'll stare dead in your eyes
And sense fear: you ain't ready to die
See I'm an average person, but if you peer past the curtain
In my pupils, then you'll see a savage lurkin'
Determined to capture the rats and vermin
It's the rapture, snakes in the grass are squirmin'
Mistakes from the past returnin'
Embodied in the words of a pastor's sermon
At the funeral pyre while your casket's burnin'
I don't think this anger management class is workin'
You bastards learnin'? Tryin' to mask the aggression
Is a thing of the past, you better ask for repentance
The bastard who had been handed a sentence
Just broke out the box and is back with a vengeance
I testified that my best had tried to keep it in
But my thoughts are unholy and my speech is sick
It's time my hunger's unleashed again
Supper, motherfuckers, let the feast begin!
[Hook: Illmac]
There's nothin' to fear but fear itself
But I stare in the mirror and I fear myself
'Cause I know what lies beneath
But I hide behind the beat, tryna disguise the beast

[Verse 2: Illmac]
I'm a normal man with morbid torture plans
And forceful hands that could turn a corpse to sand
I was born to conquer foreign lands
From Portland to the shores of France, this is for the fans
I be on tour to support me and
Want my project in stores to try give me a sporting chance
Of makin' a livin', every statement is wisdom
Laced to a rhythm, please save your hateful opinions
"I'm not into makin' friends," I'm into rapin' this business
And takin' its riches, so I'm swingin' straight for the fences
"No holdin' back," the majors are senseless
They take what we give 'em
"We make off sales what they make off the interest"
When I came in the entrance, I started makin' a shit list
'Cause the constant rape of artists is what made me this vicious
"I'm grateful, I'm gifted," when my brain has a vision
I relay it to the page and fit it in the space of a sentence
"Engage your defenses," I chuck grenades from the trenches
The industry shunned me, now I'm just takin' my vengeance
"You think Satan is twisted?" If you a page on my shit list
I'll make you beg for repentance like rapists in prison
I mean, it's enough that I'm unknown and unsigned
And all I have is one soul and one mind
But all I need is one flow and one rhyme
And one pen 'cause with one stroke I unwind
Sometimes murder's somethin' I'd be happy to do
So when I murder the mic, I imagine it's you
And don't have it confused, that's actually true
It's not to get a reaction from you
"These rappers are fools," I focus on the tracks that I do
Not fashion and what matches with my hat and my shoes
Put the match to the fuse, I'm just itchin' to blow, man
So get with the program, if you dissin' me know that—
[Hook: Illmac]
There's nothin' to fear but fear itself
But I stare in the mirror and I fear myself
'Cause I know what lies beneath
But I hide behind the beat, tryna disguise the beast