i make big moves and u stand there idle//when i charge at you like a rhyno
and break into your spinal then muh fucka thats final//i'll remove your voice with bare
hands, pull em straight out ya throat//hand you with a rope and watch you choke
if its me you provoke//more dangerous than a bull once i start buckin//you actin
like you wanna do somethin ima get out my knife and start cuttin//no runnin, blood
will circle you like u in a shark tank//cause when i smell that stank, the fear
commin from ya brain u can't think, teeth bite into ya back as if u were gettin
shanked//i leave ya death like a test its multiple choice//ya options are set up