Patient 0

dead on arrival, blood in the vial

this aint a diss track, this is a biohazard file

 

you a corpse walkin', still breathin' by a technicality

autopsy report say the cause was a lack of originality

they claim they viral but they spreadin' like a fucking STD

patient zero, catch the plague when I sneeze, bitch, achoo

 

these niggas softer than hospice beds

talk tough but they bones brittle like meth-heads

I dont give a fuck if your whole squad pressin'

aint no beef, just a pack of starving dogs beggin'

 

you aint built for this, your spines a fucking noodle

tryna stand tall but you crumble like a cheap strudel

I dont write raps, I sign death certificates

your career flatlined, where the fuck the defib at?

 

yeah

you hear that sound?

thats the last motherfucker who tried me flatlinin'

code blue, bitch

 

they want shock value? im the fucking morgue drawer

pull me out, im stiff, still knock your jaw loose

you a lab rat, im the fucking outbreak

turn your block to a quarantine zone, stay safe

 

talk slick then I peel skin like banana bunches

leave you raw, no vaseline for the punches

you aint never seen a demon in some prada sneaks

im the reason why your nightmares got nightmares, creep

 

you pray to God, im the one he ignore

hell scared to claim me, im that fucking raw

I dont need a blade to cut deep

my words slice arteries, watch your step, bleed

 

I dont do battles, I do exterminations

you a roach in the kitchen, get the fucking raid in

they say "tone it down" bitch, I AM the volume

blow speakers, rupture eardrums, leave crowds deaf

 

you want disrespect? heres a middle finger and a foot on your grave

flowers? nah piss on the plaque with your name

I aint spittin' venom, im the whole fucking cobra

one bite, your whole lineage over

 

you a footnote in a book nobody reads

im the whole chapter that got the bible banned overseas

patient zero, start the count, body bags stack

I dont rap, I just autopsy wack tracks