Im the assassin of text, and da guy who caused Titanic to crash in tha depths
I show no compassion with death, Id rather collapse in ur chest til ur askin for breath
And if ur grabbin ur tech, I'll slash ur abdomen next til blood splatters ur flesh
My structure's venomous with enough emphasis to spit til' ur covered in syphilis
My crew's puncturin ligaments and comin from distances
To catch prey like hunters and fisherman
We're attackin organisms with more precision than corpse incisions
Killin ur poorly writtens before it started like abortion clinics
We'll destroy religions with sword equipment
Countin up the bodies like we're scorin digits
Keepin da pests under control more effecient than border fences
So its the unexpected when we're comin aggressive with guns ejected
To stay in silence, u better breathe slow like u had a lung infection
Or get ur fuckin Intestines numbed in seconds
Like u got pumped with a bunch of Injections
We raise hell, cuz our purpose relies on burnin tha sky
Cuttin MCs deeper than surgical knives with a vertical slice
So u better learn to abide, Once we release da shots like sperm in a guy
Cuz we're determined to rise, And when our verses collide da earth divides
Bringin Apocalypse worse than tha churches described
And if u talk back, u'll just fall and crash like tha plane in tha hudson river
We're too high so nothin's bigger, We just love to injure punk beginners
We'll fuck u up like u drunk a mixture of rum and liquor
Ur whole crew's just a bunch of quitters with fake guns and triggers
None of yall can touch my figures
If u try, u'll just get ur stomach and liver cut with scissors
Til tha doctors have to sew u back together with a hundred zippers
I abolish threats, and I only fuck with pussies if its da opposite sex
Also an obnoxious pest, Cuz like cancer, Im startin to spread to accomplish this thread
So everyone start guardin ur chest like cops with a vest
Cuz u cant dodge a god in tha flesh, I drop knowledge in text
Im more than an act of greatness, God sent me to hell cuz I tried to stab his face in
I go through graphic stages once my wrath's awakened, u better grab ur gauges
Cuz i'll run in ya squad and capture patrons with vast containments
Get em trapped in cages, cuz my soul's colder than alaskan bases
All my raps contagious, Sicker than teens who cant quit masturbations
U better run back in ur basement cuz Im plannin ur assassination
So I map ur station and give it a tragic shakin like da collapse of haitians
I dont have a patience, And yall aint my real prey, Just some practice patients