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[chorus]
Lyrical meat cleaver, the streets my arena
No mercy, no Geneva, I'm the lyrical schemer
Hot totty, hot body, my words cut like a machete
I'm the night's protagonist, the rhyme confetti
 
[verse]
Bodies in the streets, a canvas of chaos
No remorse, no pause, just lyrical applause
Chopping like a chef, a rhyme connoisseur
My verses hit hard, that's for sure
Waco vibes, igniting the fire
Crisco cooking, the heat getting higher
Botched robbery, no apology
I'm the sicko, the psycho, no analogy
Nitro flow, like a roaring motorcycle
Tight rope wrapping, it's a lyrical recital
Sick in the head, a cannibal fed
Spreading my name, wildfire, turning the scene red
Igniting the night with a deadly choir
I'm the nitro, the rhyme supplier
 
[bridge]
In the quiet aftermath, echoes of chaos linger
The streets painted red, the scent of danger
But in the silence, a revelation takes hold
A tale of darkness, a story yet untold
 
[chorus]
Lyrical meat cleaver, the streets my arena
No mercy, no Geneva, I'm the lyrical schemer
Hot totty, hot body, my words cut like a machete
I'm the night's protagonist, the rhyme confetti
 
[verse]
Bodies in the streets, a canvas of chaos
No remorse, no pause, just lyrical applause
Chopping like a chef, a rhyme connoisseur
My verses hit hard, that's for sure
Waco vibes, igniting the fire
Crisco cooking, the heat getting higher
Botched robbery, no apology
I'm the sicko, the psycho, no analogy
Nitro flow, like a roaring motorcycle
Tight rope wrapping, it's a lyrical recital
Sick in the head, a cannibal fed
Spreading my name, wildfire, turning the scene red
Igniting the night with a deadly choir
I'm the nitro, the rhyme supplier

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