I'm a lyrical savage, the way I rip is like babe Ruth's batting average/ living out in the unknown/ I bring a needle to a gun fight, just to see to get sewn/ I'm a artistic atrocity. Ripping down stages like a monstrosity/ there's no use yelling out/ all the girls already shout - my name/ to these lames and I'd kill to ride with (strange)/ I'm too lit to be given out brain/ to these zombie livered drains/ I'm your lyrical foe/ yeah, the call me a ghost/ that's cause I slaughter, then your toast/I'm a Better mc than host, but that don't mean I won't roast/ so watch your back/ when I attack/ it's only a matter of time until till "the empire gets you wacked" like a freaking hacky - sack//)
