LISTEN!

(Album: B-Sides & Rarities Vol.1 [2008-2012] - 2012)

Straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap
Dragon slayer Rav wake from slumber
Pull a number on your ass
When you zipping bags up
[?] some are fast
Flip the bird to any question that these motherfuckers ask
But bullet showers are diagrams
They're for your eye exams
Spill cyanide and sodomize your entire plans
[?] and no hollow heart container
Spitting bars, living large carved on the table
Step to us, I'll wrap my fuckin arms 'round your label
Liquidize your assets and your asses
I ain't playing, hoe
Your whole crew ain't safe unless you laying low
Catch me waiting attentive on your restless soul
Oh, your necklace gold?
Snatch it and sell it on the black market to my connections for some new weapons, homes
The one dude you shouldn't get to know
You reviewers is cocaine, you critics blow
Yeah
Blood covers your entire shadow
[?], you're nothing but a waxy candle
Dudes with hubris always tryna battle
Your entire music career comprised only of rattles, ha
Yeah, and I'm a fuckin phantom
48 volts is the power, I'm a-rasping
This carbon shell is perfect, it never cause suspicion
Bars super efficient, and when they talk I listen!