Ninety-nine percent of these voices shouldn't even get recorded

Disrespecting the microphone the moment they steppin' toward it

I'm here to behead... I mean... teach 'em a lesson for it

We'll all be better for it

Just call me Dexter Morgan

Rap has gotten a shitty rap from all of these shitty rappers

Let me at 'em! I'll turn this rap shit into a shitty slasher

Horror film, morbid thrills for me cus I'm more than ill

Pick a room to perform the kill and I'll wrap the shit in plastic

Shit gets tragic the second I get to clappin'

They move to the beat, I shoot at they're feet to get to the children dancin'

I'll turn these kids to stallions

Then I'll kill any man who makes a name off "Chixtapes" and goes and do that shit to black chicks

I'm Mr. Mathers level with the tactics

Kidnap a bitch rapper and then slash his shit with a hatchet

That's a mixed reaction

When you mix a ninja with the blackness and a gang of reefer yo the shit is madness

I'm on some other shit like when I'm done with these suckas

Whoever the unlucky shlub who discover 'em fin to Run into some bloody shit

Fuck it. I figure since they so in love with the mumblin' I would cut out all they're tongues and then stuck 'em all

Onto the wall up in front of 'em as a reminder of what they had done and I'm lovin' it

These clowns is junk food, riddled with sinister motives

Mission to get us addicted quick and kill us slowly

Well that's the business and you folks look at the rich as holy

My business is exposing 'em, enrich your vision homie

Any opposition gets popped and dropped in a ditch alone

And no one miss 'em, that's the definition of when shit gets lonely

Up at the top, love it or not, you fin to get to know me

And you gettin' bounced when I check you if the check is phony

Bodies stack on a daily, so I got a staff that I pay to make body bags outta plastic and it's all biodegradable

I believe in recycling but ya'll trash anyway so sleep

Ya'll had a good life, let's call that shit a day. ok