Zeus -- Slipp

 

You could call me Zeus cuz i'm the king among gods,

Striking bitches down, find joy in seeing 'em fall,

to be disenthralled, to attempt leaving our hall,

death awaits, you're On some Deadly Ground like Steven Seagal;

you think your lesions evolve, show you when we gonna brawl,

i'll toss your ass around until you weep and you bawl//ball

seamlessly a weakling, yet you feeling too strong,

think you gonna beat us? Holy -- Jesus, you're wrong.

 

getting [Chills] down your spine, there's no [calm](sometimes means chill), just the storm

some tell me i can't rap -- i guess i'm talking with form,

lock a bitch, pop em quick, let them call for reform

crimes that make Olympus' business locking the door.

 

with weak defensive systems, bitch i'm breaking it down,

treat my ballistic rhythms while i'm taking the crown,

deleting simplistic victims, guess laws are changing around,

seeing witless bitches cry because i'm staying in town.

 

 

undefeated reprobate, guess im gonna set em straight

lyrical bomb inside that's itching just to detonate,

resonate a reckless hate for bitches who can't control their mental state

no going through a mess of dates -- as though it were just Yesterday

don't want to hear your shit -- ''you rap'' my ass, you fucking defecate

using my age as a weapon, well that puts your mind at less than eight --

the King, i'll brush you off, i watch you fall -- or desquamate

vampiric for the lyrics, grab my raps and start to desiccate

 

 

sometime's the lightning's insane, i'll leave you dying in pain,

walking by and zap and suddenly, I'm frying your brain

specification between fast or slow? i'm riding this lane,

you sigh to realize that you are fighting in vain.

never should you treason under my wicked reign,

unless you wish to die a death so painful -- i can't explain,

but life is insane, and bitch, i won't refrain,

to show you once and for all just why I own the game.