Smashmouths

Unstoppable with Audacity, yup. I be reaching my peak

The bottom was plain as amputee stumps, believe what you see

Cause I don't draw arms, I just shuffle and hand the rhythm in raw

After I riddle you like jigsaws, you'll be more puzzled than a victim in Saw

My Chronicles are Terminating on old/Arnold judgements, die son/Dyson

Get the Cameron/camera on, I'll have you running Miles from this titan

8/Ate hundreds of these frightened PC bitches, cause I Rage Against the Machine

With these Bomb Tracks, I'm Killing in the Name like you condemned the regime

When I'm in my prime, I'm iron, hide. I'm mad, must you see?

You're a trans, former a man but you had your bum bulled, B

What I've Done In the End drives you Crawling to think beyond

While you're sitting there on your phone watching, just linking, park

-and check yourself before you wreck yourself, what's gone into the movies

Remain calm, it's Friday, so just Ride Along and listen to these

-Hits, because you already know I stay ruthless on records

I'm dope, man, leave the track with bruises like Redmond

 

I'm unmatched, fantastic and rash with my rapping

Smash that with the fact I'm back with some action

No act, never at the back, just acting last, son

I have dominion, dismissing the opinions of gods, oh gosh

I'm not just kidding, too busy of a kid to be inflicting broke bars, don't stop

Oh nah, it's the King and his Kingdom, tryna' bring that hope back

Bottle full of pride, and hints of wine to just choke back, self-wallowing

The wine shelf you're swallowing, so bad, health's borrowing (time)

Throat's dry, better soak that, oh man, it's following (standards)

Envision me with anything less than primitive skill, raw and untamed, still

Not top of my game, killing them whilst filling my energy with pills, just the

old ways

Imprisoned with coal and linen, written up the kill list, near to finished, this

is my domain

No name escapes the schism, diminish any unwilling to give him attention

I'm a sorcerer, morphing a, bunch of words just to talk to ya'

Infamous torturer, my pen is my sword, an unfathomable force to ya'

Of course I'm a, Demonic entity, move like a centipede through centuries

Polluting history like the way it's meant to be, the best of me is yet to be

Infect the figureheads of lesser beings, what else would you expect of me?

 

Get hungry, cuz I'm boutta go feedin' ya soul

Got em dogged, this the mixed breed all up in this flow

Ridin' the game hard, I don't need no other ho

I pro-gressively get better, fucked the game up like her name Flo

Post Olympic Christ style I'm receivin' the gold

Beastin' the mode, got all these bitches greasin' the pole

Execute em for high treason, leapin'/leap in the rope

Murderous lines man, they can't even hope to cope

I cracked the rap game, and I'm keepin' it goin'

Noddin' out, spittin' kerosene, heat in your door

Smartass whippin' heresy, I'm keepin' it dope

Check my status - I'm a savage, I stay quo - I quote

 

I live in Switzerland

where the mountains tower higher than the ignorant,

smokin' pounds but no powder, we're too innocent,

Hear the sounds growin' louder, we ain't disciplined,

And when a couple rounds hit the ground, I hope you listenin',

Don't give a damn if you Muslim, Jew or Christian

I'm goin' ham with this rhythm, screw religion

If you're a fan and you're sick of doin' writtens

Then raise your hands up, hear what we spittin'

It's just me, MaZona, Morningstar, Icy, and my boy Maverick

My joints are the nets that i'm gonna use to capture this

Know the green like a full blown alchemist

'Bout to go full speed, hope you fastened in

Constantly in harmony, honestly a prodigy

These subconscious thoughts got me thinkin' bout philosiphy

This talk about walls got me spittin' with ferocity

'Cause this animosity, it's just a part of me

 

It kinda stinks being the last verse in a collab with some great oders

There's a certain weight on my shoulders

To have to end it with a bang as the closa'

Let me jump into it right away, yo uh

I'm an insane yokel nerd with some strange phobias

Just drank fo' beea's but I got eight coasta's left so uh

I'm gonna keep drinking until this case is hollowa'

Than Casey Anthony's baby strolla'... 'Cause I hate bein' soba'

I'd binge 'til I fall flat on my face in a coma

I'm takin' ova' and if you think I'm a fake or a posa'

Then you might as well compare me to Christina Aguilera posta'

A gullible disbelieva', lovable yet displeasin'

A tough but weak wimp, a dumb genius and a humble egotist

Yeah I'm a walkin' paradox, not sure what side I'll be on today...

Like a millionaire's yacht pulling up to a pair 'a docks

One day I obliterate'n stomp ya like a triceratops

The other day I'm an ankle biter tearin' ya socks like a rabid prairie fox

I'm so lyrically full-frontal like the hair of Chewbacca

I may just restart this from scratch to show you my bare clause