[M.F.S. freestyle recorded then written] Its the rap cannibal stamina of an animal Spit something so scandalous you dudes cant handle it Ya body damaged like vandalism cause Im the man with vision Listen closely like when coach speaks Cause Im rapping first class while you dudes sit in coach seats Im at ya nose like a coke bleed That makes me dope if you dont believe You can ask anyone theyll tell you the truth If that aint proof enough tough luck Believe it or not i leave mics headless cause Im eating the tops Your flow growth rate is zero like a fetus that stopped But not me Im screaming feed me, feed me, cause the beast is hungry And Im not hunting the way I spit I can kill em by the hundreds Take my pick and go in for the munching Tried to lock me in a dungeon but I broke free Told me to chill I got pissed so I spoke heat Spit a sharp shard at ya neck and let the blood from your throat seep Go to sleep Call me head shot cause I aim for your mental My soul cant fight so it battles through the pencil Thats how I leave instrumentals Slain in the war zone Got em sweating in the the warmup I aint even put the scorch on Ready to explode unstable like some hormones Dudes trying to catch breath but I never fatigue This world is mine for the taking and Ill never retreat
coach, dude, spit, warmup, vandalism