Horns (feat. Lars Spaceship & Harsh Music)

Centre of attention as I enter up in this bitch I venture with the pencil ain't no interrupting this shit Did I mention I got no penance filled with vengeance I'm still pissed Steady with the weapon reckon I injure with linguistics Hungry for blood man I eat em all like yummy yum Tummy rumbles it's hard to stomach them dummy dums I breath hell fire an underdog underground So in case you were wondering now you know where the fire is coming from Ain't no better match when, Lars and cry get it cracking Ruckus supplier, spitting thunder when these fuckers arrive, inferno arises Fuck up the rivals, better duck when I'm clutching the mic I usher with the toughest murderous rhymes Buck up you can't, stare at your death right up in my eyes I'm so bright they dilate from the shine, they all my pupils USA the crime rates on the rise this shit is crucial But my mind state stays on the grind, you wasting my time Got plenty razor blades I'm leaving baked in a pie Come see my recipe, especially deadly, they call me heavenly Allegedly they ready but Ls keep hitting em heavily I'll never leave I'm ready to snap I'm spitting that celery They testing me the difference here is my pen is the weaponry Got the game in my hand, this my plan, go Titan I'll lead the team I'm yelling I'll go Titan I'm throwing bars they might land so don't you step on my land Or I can dispose of you I'll do it with my right hand See I've been known for how different I do this shit Full of soul how my lyrics and my music is Full assault you'll think I'm the king by the look of it The way I school em rappers, it's evident you stupid bitch Sure divine with the thoughts and the words combined Flawless delivery like the beat tryna birth a child Wordplays, bars, metaphors, lyrics I got it all covered...versatile Sure that was over your head and that's the irony I'm packing a stack of some radical fabulous punchlines feel the fire in me And battle me? Gotta be outta yo mind I be cracking yo back and I'm back on yo ass And I'm mad as a hatter, attacking ya batter anatomy, like I'm handling mannequins Fuck it can't handle the manic in, bitch caution Go toe to toe I'm causing enormous torsions in your soul cordially retort with metaphors vocal chordical torture You're fortunate I ain't show you my form of the four horsemen Forging the horror poems on your corpse's bones on the morgue floor Smorgasbord of organs pour outta your torso Of course no remorse when I scorch with a torch or more so It's war of course if you whores get to joking with them horns yo I warned hoes who didn't really want me before tho I perform and they get wet it's like I'm shooting a porno My spot is what you couldn't afford tho I heard you got no shot because your spots getting foreclosed I'm coming from the heart but they do not see my torso I stay up in the oven and I'm hot like digornio I do this shit 4 cheese, you do this shit for hoes I go and buy more keys, you go and buy you more clothes I'm leaving the village cause everyday I'm chilling really should be out making scrilla, not in my feelings Lately I been feeling like I'm the illest Spit with realest so we get even iller Came with the mac and you can take that as the strap or the Miller Y'all play with caps don't even got yourself a gat to conceal or even a bat you miss the Jack I'm swinging back like gorillas It's just a fact like 101 I tip my hat to Cruella Cause where I'm at it kinda feel like being black in vanilla Outstanding cause I stand out where's my standing ovation If the planets rotating I keep the plan in rotation Demanding all my time I keep my hands in they faces Tell em watch these middle fingers flip you off and embrace it Before I snap yo wrist like a mechanical bracelet They tryna block my shine with the hating I uppercut him looking I gave him a face lift But I'ma give em smoke and I ain't talking bout vaping Bitch I got the Juice and the motherfucking the hot sauce Spit a verse and give a rapper lock jaw Feel like I'm hot dog grabbing the sawed off Ready to pop off you better watch dawg One blink of an eye and I might hit the game like it watch dogs Hack up anybody dumb I ravage and pardon none Casket the bravados, stun em bedazzled when drama comes Madness I harbor, Abaddon in with a scarlet sun Challenge this monster you'll be asking for martyrdom You'll be asking for martyrdom while I'm giving you Mardi Gras Start a war, cut the fun and shut all of the parties off I'm feeling spiritual but no body can hear it tho Me and Cry getting lyrical, show you just how my spirit flows My spirit flows through the bars straight Got killer flows to barb fates Y'all be Making boo-boos Like lil ghosts with their arms raised Better know this is our game so 'fore you step in the arcade Be ready for death Carols, barrels and perils Be ready for death Carol's barrels and perils I ran into a mummy then had to bury a pharaoh Now I play for the keepers, and pray for the weaker I hope they never have see Lars' crazy demeanor Crazy demeanor, we aim through the speakers No one ain't messing with us, we give cranial seizures You claiming you upper and got Satan beneath us But hell is the surface I'll be taking you deeper