Fallsway and chkhaboom response

Okay, this is going to be heavy

Hope ya ready for your minds to be blown and turned to jelly

Let’s go, take hold, rick roll on these fake wannabes

It’s obscene, how can’t they see? Put this on repeat

Drip feed them slowly til they realise that they weak

Best douse some water on this verse that’s holy

Making you wish your mommy would tuck you to bed and

Screaming cause the monsters are under your beds, wait

I am the monster, and I’ve come for your heads

Leave you dead on the floor, your family bust through the door, now they screaming.

Screeching is the sound when then they see you bleeding

You forgot I was under the bed, repeat it

No I wasn’t, I was up on the ceiling, watching you in my own noose, proceeding

To torture you, get in your head, this is nothing but the truth

So make room in your head, to embed

A hellish thought that will leave you begging for death, no regret

You're stupid, I said it, brain dead, aloof and synthetic

What I do is electric, surreal with a groovy aesthetic

You write truly pathetic, you couldn't do with 10 verses what I do in a second

Who wants to be deaded? Even your post titles reek of dreaded

Poor authors that couldn't speak on a record, so why y’all want to diss?

You haunted with, a body like a broken ship, deep in a cold abyss

Leave you lost in hopelessness, I'm someone you shouldn't go against

I'm the type to put a knife to your chest and grip the treasure inside when I open it

Then I'll bite the heart, look at the pulp, it drips, spit the flesh on your face hard enough to leave you with swollen lips

Who's coming, gun in have you running for the border old school tape recorder for this slaughter

Mind twist, divine sign, death grip, step lose, breath, throat slit, dope note quotes when I spit

No strays go where the hoe prays, games I don't play, flames to lames, okay

No mercy, weak rappers urk me, bury opps where the dirt free

They better do something, they do nothing you lose bluffing

Got crews running and shoe scuffing, I’m brew chugging and puffing

Deja vu cousin, guess who snuck in with a blade or two tucked in

Got more than a few ducking, embed hellish thoughts with more bars than the cells where felons rot

Hotter than spots where cops watch for felons selling rock

Tried to tell them stop before they got their melons chopped

Mostly win I’ve seldom lost, who wants to get deaded

Who wants to get the flesh from their neck to their chest shredded

Who wants to test the best with the fresh method

Bet ya regret it, get what ya get forget it and just press exit

You'll be lucky to be left with a limb

You thought you set me up yet you're the victim

Who's the perpetrator? Any guesses? I'm him

You might think it's a confusing situation you're in

Guess that's how it goes when you ain't the best with your pen

I wouldn't know because my pen's sharp as a sword

Monsters in the dark - I slice through the horde

Like a samurai lord in flight from the insanity ward

I leave a trail of those mangled and gored