I feed critics the tall finger
I used to sink teeth in, all victims, no forfeiting
My teams all winnin'
My minds racin, in order to find
A pace and a rhyme appropriate for this ill session
This whole world is mine
Slaughter with flow, I am adiment though
To be the best in the whole
Game. I'm Hannibal
Lecter. Disecting the words
Just to. Straight impress ya
Girl with the magic of rappin, so wheres my specter?
Fuck a spectator, shed ya like cicadas
Got haters, bite like mad ferocious alligators
Watch me rollin papers, I just hope the neighbours
Dont smell the air like some creepy seedy lookin fuckin rapists
So go ahead and hate this, I feed of it, I make profit
Of idiots, my element, theyre playin golf and
I put em in their coffins, I'm sick but not coughin
I'm a motherfuckin level hundred Haunter thats evolvin
In other words ghostly man, you pompous, unintelligent
Irrelevant, I'm killin em, you're sweeter than cinammon
Like elephants, leave the ground shook when we steppin in
Words will hook, leave you a gap tooth like Letterman
You simpleton, You're Wimbeldon, Im infinite, you level ten
Callin in re-inforcements like "hey send em in!"
You see people forget, who can, open a can,
a whoopass on em. With just a pad and a pen
Now he's at it again. Comin in and vomiting
Commenting on shit that aint even involving him
Now he's drunk, actin confident, oh my
And I'm talkin shit on your fuckin Facebook profile
It dont take a genius to see that you a bitch
Fill up 9gag pages with the fucks I do not give
This some raw shit, But not a convict
So my rappin self and my real self are sort of conflicts
But who's making up the rules? Who says a beasty fool
Cant exist inside a tall white sounding skinny dude?
Well anyhoo, Naz sent me this beat. Downloaded it
Listened and then said fuck it I am going in
I'm zoning in. Wild beat appeared, hey kid
Roque spit, super effective, beat fainted
But all jokes aside, with Hip Hop I confide
Its my shrink, yes I think, its within it I can find
Solace with myself, its a hazard to my health
To not rap over beats even though I've always felt
I was way too geeky for it, I will never make it
Its only recently that I've manned enough to face it
To say fuck it, do your thing, give this shit your all
So this is the final swing, welcome to monday night raw.