Atilla known to rip cats on tracks with a lyrical bloody battle axe/
Cant see me properly, then u better check your cataracts/
Matter fact im always flippin over cyphers like an acrobat/
flows juss crazy and rhymes priceless like an artifact/
Im better then most people make em think they hypochondriacs/
the lyrical quarterback dishin out hard lines thats full contact/
Got my m-16 gat , u know im ready for military combat/
My lyrics always on point like archery i go beyond that/
and bomb maps and residents, till they collapse/
Got corked gats ,so presidents are after my ass/
I uppercut the enemy and break down his anatomy/
My verse is complex as a whole, kinda like astrology/
The lyrical and spiritual messiah, breathin in the physical and emotional desire/ gots to force mc's to get hung with they mic cords and retire/