razor blade serinades, this art amazed
at Grims Matrix dialogue, run thick like the everglades
show boatin', mass production
verbal visions from a murder musician
incision type intuition
off the tounge in the form of spittin'
I got a witness, ask Nas, my inscriptions
he knows "It Was Written"
double barrel pumpin' like a piston
head shots, so check the diction........
cats wanna blemish my persona
so Grim wage war engagements
scannin' the board, found no traces
I ain't see shit from ya'll
within the last five pages
bring out the gauges...........
the Apocolypse scene ain't half my aftermath
with F-150 parodies bomobin' arrogantly
ain't nothin' droppin' after that.......
I make due with what was given
creatin' a verse up on a Scrabble Board
thats twice as dope as any prewritten
I leave em' shittin'........
-gettin down- like I rhyme in crossfires
this rap Rob Riner ~direct~ precise aim
sniper for hire, shoot up your mic wire
I got a sick desire.............
obsessed w/ nothin' but killin' when I'm hostile
so fuck public figures and idols
I'm out murdering every role model
Poppin E tabs Camaro floored goin full throttle...........