VERSE 1
I Blowback on the track attacking all you bastards
Wack ass lyricists and fake ass mumble rappers
I’m cappin’ those Bragging, always gloat rappin’
I don’t come to boast, I’m raidin’ fucking boats
Sacrificing goats, cutting all they throats
Throwing goat heads in the ponds to see if they float
Turning haters to ghosts with fearsome fatal flows
Leave em’ popped n’ splattered with skulls shattered
The cops analyzing the blood spatter
They careers founded in the streets bros
We get em’ riched up then it’s fuck the ghettos
Make em’ millionaires then they don’t care one bit
They gеt the money then start to sound likе shit
Whining when I diss em’ I ain’t showing no respect
Fuck em’ I refuse to worship a damn check
I’ve broken bad on some walter white shit
Cooking beats with vocal heat burning hit after hit
You a wack pistol tottin’ crack smokin’ from a hookah
I’m a jacked packed army with bombs n’ bazookas
In a state of madness, embracing darkness
You’re just a rapper, you ain’t no fucking artist
Keep your shout outs, I shout out you as my targets
HOOK
I’m the master rapper and you don’t belong here
Run fast I’m hunting by the scent of all your fear
This is my land bitches and I will make the kill
Understand I’m eating goat meat getting my fill
VERSE 2
My bars are the hardest like valyrian steel
Slice through the weak competition you know that I will
I’m the master rapper of disaster bastards
I Lash out, slash out like a damn velociraptor
Yo brain matter bashed and battered
Stabbed with daggers, gathered n’ slathered with bloody tampon lather
Wrapped and slapped on a shattered plastic platter
I serve it to your mother in a bag with her flowers
So quit the chit chatter, you haters are cowards
This a rap classic, drastic as a car crash is
Blood and guts plastered on the floor mats bitch
I told em’ you were fake and what I bring is legit
Ain’t nobody wanna battle I body em’ make em’ quit
You bastards want the beef but you all soft no meat
You haters weak like vegans, actin’ supreme guac n’ beans
Tough talking behind all your computer screens
Keyboard Warriors actin’ oh so tough n’ mean
I was born to rap, pop off like a whistle
This a warning shot, all haters are fickle
HOOK
I’m the master rapper and you don’t belong here
Run fast I’m hunting by the scent of all your fear
This is my land bitches and I will make the kill
Understand I’m eating goat meat getting my fill
VERSE 3
Old school vibes with new school ways
Preaching raps like ery’ day is sermon sunday
I’m shakespeare with the poetry, Picasso with the artistry
Beethoven with the melody, Elvis level exciting
George Martin with the writing
Crafting the odyssey of fake rappers downfalls
I’m appalled can’t you see the writing on the walls
I wrote a different tome
Put haters on gravestones
Graves made from they bones
I stood over that graveyard and after I was through
Saw fields of flowers and they were blooming anew
It was so suitable, the sight was most beautiful
Scattering haters ashes after burning em’ alive
In the heat of the beat of the moment you know I thrive
And then I realized to my greatest surprise
That all you haters do, is steal, cheat, n’ lie
Those who booed and hooted now my boots rooted
It's On my garden’s surface you now have a purpose
Feeding off your corpses faces first I thirst for this
I Blowback on the track attacking all you bastards
Wack ass lyricists and fake ass mumble rappers
I’m cappin’ those Bragging, always gloat rappin’
I don’t come to boast, I’m raidin’ fucking boats
Sacrificing goats, cutting all they throats
Throwing goat heads in the ponds to see if they float
Turning haters to ghosts with fearsome fatal flows
Leave em’ popped n’ splattered with skulls shattered
The cops analyzing the blood spatter
They careers founded in the streets bros
We get em’ riched up then it’s fuck the ghettos
Make em’ millionaires then they don’t care one bit
They gеt the money then start to sound likе shit
Whining when I diss em’ I ain’t showing no respect
Fuck em’ I refuse to worship a damn check
I’ve broken bad on some walter white shit
Cooking beats with vocal heat burning hit after hit
You a wack pistol tottin’ crack smokin’ from a hookah
I’m a jacked packed army with bombs n’ bazookas
In a state of madness, embracing darkness
You’re just a rapper, you ain’t no fucking artist
Keep your shout outs, I shout out you as my targets
HOOK
I’m the master rapper and you don’t belong here
Run fast I’m hunting by the scent of all your fear
This is my land bitches and I will make the kill
Understand I’m eating goat meat getting my fill
VERSE 2
My bars are the hardest like valyrian steel
Slice through the weak competition you know that I will
I’m the master rapper of disaster bastards
I Lash out, slash out like a damn velociraptor
Yo brain matter bashed and battered
Stabbed with daggers, gathered n’ slathered with bloody tampon lather
Wrapped and slapped on a shattered plastic platter
I serve it to your mother in a bag with her flowers
So quit the chit chatter, you haters are cowards
This a rap classic, drastic as a car crash is
Blood and guts plastered on the floor mats bitch
I told em’ you were fake and what I bring is legit
Ain’t nobody wanna battle I body em’ make em’ quit
You bastards want the beef but you all soft no meat
You haters weak like vegans, actin’ supreme guac n’ beans
Tough talking behind all your computer screens
Keyboard Warriors actin’ oh so tough n’ mean
I was born to rap, pop off like a whistle
This a warning shot, all haters are fickle
HOOK
I’m the master rapper and you don’t belong here
Run fast I’m hunting by the scent of all your fear
This is my land bitches and I will make the kill
Understand I’m eating goat meat getting my fill
VERSE 3
Old school vibes with new school ways
Preaching raps like ery’ day is sermon sunday
I’m shakespeare with the poetry, Picasso with the artistry
Beethoven with the melody, Elvis level exciting
George Martin with the writing
Crafting the odyssey of fake rappers downfalls
I’m appalled can’t you see the writing on the walls
I wrote a different tome
Put haters on gravestones
Graves made from they bones
I stood over that graveyard and after I was through
Saw fields of flowers and they were blooming anew
It was so suitable, the sight was most beautiful
Scattering haters ashes after burning em’ alive
In the heat of the beat of the moment you know I thrive
And then I realized to my greatest surprise
That all you haters do, is steal, cheat, n’ lie
Those who booed and hooted now my boots rooted
It's On my garden’s surface you now have a purpose
Feeding off your corpses faces first I thirst for this
( MC Nemesis )
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