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I spit bars of metaphors 

At overnight super stars

Who swear they hard 

But have no clue who they are

I keep it realer then most 

When I chill in the post

Blow up like BP

I'm killing the coast

So listen up close

I will only say this one time

Play with God 's son

God will take away your sunshine

See what you find

Is that by his design

That I am the chosen one

Every single time

Defined as a beast 

A predator, a carnivore

While you're alley rat

Behind the neighborhood corner store

Consider what you're asking for 

You don't really want a war

Dogs at your door

Will be the last thing you ever saw

Life is raw

So I get it how I live

And hope the lord can forgive me 

For some of the things I did

I know not everything 

Was  always positive

But I do what I got to do

I only have one life to live

So I bust rounds at these clowns

To keep them backing up

A lot of cats talk shit 

But they can't back it up

I hold it down to the ground 

Dude I'm calling they  bluff

A lot of cats talk shit

But can't back it up 

The side of town where they found

Won't even back them up

A lot of cats talk shit

But can't back it up

Swear they down for the crown 

But it just aint enough

A lot of cats talk shit

But can't back it up

These cats are like Catholics in confession

Kid they full of regret, when they realize

I am the violence

That their violence begets

But what did they expect

I don't just swing for the neck

So all their vital organs 

They're going to have to protect

I'm wrecking their set

Their click and their gang

So everybody in the game 

Will remember the name

Dude I'm a prophet

And it gets crucial at times

But I'm steady on tube grind

So I'm crucial with mine

Like water in the desert

So I'm crucial to find

A barbarian at the gate

I'm going to get to you in time

Its more then a rhyme

Its a statement of hatred

I see through your set

Like you're stuck in the matrix

You're basic

And dude I'm trigonometry 

Analyzing profits

Has overloaded your technology 

I am obviously 

Well ahead of the pact

And that's not talking shit

That's a statement of fact

I bust rounds at these clowns

To keep them backing up

A lot of cats talk shit

But can't back it up

I hold it down to the ground

I'm calling they bluff

A lot of cats talk shit

But can't back it up

The side of town where they're found

Won't even back them up

A lot of cats talk shit

But can't back it up

Swear they're down for the crown

But it just aint enough

A lot of cats talk shit

But they can't back it up

What you came here to see

You don't want none with me

I'm the cat these mother tuckers

Dying to be

It aint nothing to me 

I kill careers in my past time

But you're not worth the effort

So I'll kill you with a past rhyme

The same gun 

I used in a past crime

And I bet it gets the same result

It did the Fucking last time

Hands up

And peoples body shaking

It lyrical murder

With the music that I'm making

Everyday I step outside

I know I face elimination 

So I keep the heater handy

For each and every situation 

Because a pussie got a plan

And a sucker thinks he smart

A bitch got ambition

But he aint got no Fucking heart

Look dude, I'm a dog

And been down since the start

Shed blood on the field 

Everytime a battles fought

I live through my art

Some are in it for the photo ops

But they don't finish what they start

And that's where their hustle stops

Now who dat done said

The boy prophet was going pop 

Or that the fire he was fueling

Was ever going to stop