[Intro]
I'ma make a little disclaimer
I'm not disrespecting the wrong people, I disrespect the right ones
The ones who solely deserve it, and that's what I'ma do from here on in
The Infestation begins now
I'm taking every moving target out and that includes you
Whoever said that you're raw must be fucking drunk when they listen to you
You 6th grader sounding-ass bitch
Shut your fucking mouth and learn your place, boy
I'll be the one to teach you how to rap
Anyway, let's gеt it
[Verse]
I could be cruel at times and trеat someone so arrogantly
But I don't appreciate a man that attacks someone with rabid clarity
Reality isn't all a joke, I respect my adversaries
I break more defenses than hackers did through BlackBerrys
I'm somewhat of a rookie with a style that's high tier
I've been rapping for a year and this ain't even my career
My pen is the ultimate sublime sense of premier
Formulating the perfect rhyme for one prick or a band of licentious queers
You took shit personally from someone trolling you down in the comments
Now, I've gotten the order to murder you with every vowel and consonant
Fuck a hook, I'm pulling you apart like a daisy composite
I'm carpet bombing your momma's crib in the continent
It's real you're wack as fuck, it's real that you're trash, you suck
I use Azrael's magic dust to for a lyrical sabotage
If rhyme was a drug, I've gotten the possession in the seventh degree
Fuck with Monroe and you're going in the unknown registry
Your flow is the total opposite of immaculate
Judging by the skill, you're definitely below average
You sound like you're proud of yourself and thinking that you're a rap killer
You're so bad on a beat, you're better off doing a capella
I don't diss for fun, I do it conservatively like the Hodgetwins
To me, the Most Wanted list is a popularity contest
Spitting wizard bars straight out of Harry Potter's goblin chest
After this, you'll end up in a scarab-filled sarcophagus
Gouge your eyeballs with magnets over 5,000 gauss
The Rap Renaissance, huge pencils as lances to joust
A Char 2C peripheral with power from a Panzer VIII Maus
Don't tell me these bars can't get a bitch aroused
You don't belong on the mic, go back to Geometry Dash
You won't fight another day, this is where your mediocrity's at
You ain't a rap god on the remix, I ain't no T-Wrecks
I'm one extreme demon that grants you a sweet death
Psychedelic, hyperintelligent, born with augmentative speech
Anthropomorphologically speaking, I'm out of your league
My rhymes crush harder than the Challenger Deep
I make ignorant bitches saltier than the Dead Sea
I'm spitting kinetic tactics on you and your faction
Put you in a mausoleum along with Ashx, you bastard
Both of you sad motherfuckers are a buffet for maggots
Y'all get no suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket
I punish little shitheads more than parenting classes
Producing more horsepower than a 4x4 Traxxas
I might be a beginner, but you definitely need practice
If you want me to help with your rhyme, don't hesitate to ask it
[Outro]
And that's it, that's fucking it
I don't know anything more about you to fuck you up with
Happy Thanksgiving, motherfucker
Let me remind you that I'm helping you
I hope you can do better after this lesson
Oh, and by the way, Jinzx sends his regards, haha
I'ma make a little disclaimer
I'm not disrespecting the wrong people, I disrespect the right ones
The ones who solely deserve it, and that's what I'ma do from here on in
The Infestation begins now
I'm taking every moving target out and that includes you
Whoever said that you're raw must be fucking drunk when they listen to you
You 6th grader sounding-ass bitch
Shut your fucking mouth and learn your place, boy
I'll be the one to teach you how to rap
Anyway, let's gеt it
[Verse]
I could be cruel at times and trеat someone so arrogantly
But I don't appreciate a man that attacks someone with rabid clarity
Reality isn't all a joke, I respect my adversaries
I break more defenses than hackers did through BlackBerrys
I'm somewhat of a rookie with a style that's high tier
I've been rapping for a year and this ain't even my career
My pen is the ultimate sublime sense of premier
Formulating the perfect rhyme for one prick or a band of licentious queers
You took shit personally from someone trolling you down in the comments
Now, I've gotten the order to murder you with every vowel and consonant
Fuck a hook, I'm pulling you apart like a daisy composite
I'm carpet bombing your momma's crib in the continent
It's real you're wack as fuck, it's real that you're trash, you suck
I use Azrael's magic dust to for a lyrical sabotage
If rhyme was a drug, I've gotten the possession in the seventh degree
Fuck with Monroe and you're going in the unknown registry
Your flow is the total opposite of immaculate
Judging by the skill, you're definitely below average
You sound like you're proud of yourself and thinking that you're a rap killer
You're so bad on a beat, you're better off doing a capella
I don't diss for fun, I do it conservatively like the Hodgetwins
To me, the Most Wanted list is a popularity contest
Spitting wizard bars straight out of Harry Potter's goblin chest
After this, you'll end up in a scarab-filled sarcophagus
Gouge your eyeballs with magnets over 5,000 gauss
The Rap Renaissance, huge pencils as lances to joust
A Char 2C peripheral with power from a Panzer VIII Maus
Don't tell me these bars can't get a bitch aroused
You don't belong on the mic, go back to Geometry Dash
You won't fight another day, this is where your mediocrity's at
You ain't a rap god on the remix, I ain't no T-Wrecks
I'm one extreme demon that grants you a sweet death
Psychedelic, hyperintelligent, born with augmentative speech
Anthropomorphologically speaking, I'm out of your league
My rhymes crush harder than the Challenger Deep
I make ignorant bitches saltier than the Dead Sea
I'm spitting kinetic tactics on you and your faction
Put you in a mausoleum along with Ashx, you bastard
Both of you sad motherfuckers are a buffet for maggots
Y'all get no suit, no wake, no funeral, and no casket
I punish little shitheads more than parenting classes
Producing more horsepower than a 4x4 Traxxas
I might be a beginner, but you definitely need practice
If you want me to help with your rhyme, don't hesitate to ask it
[Outro]
And that's it, that's fucking it
I don't know anything more about you to fuck you up with
Happy Thanksgiving, motherfucker
Let me remind you that I'm helping you
I hope you can do better after this lesson
Oh, and by the way, Jinzx sends his regards, haha
( Daniel Monroe )
www.ChordsAZ.com