i'll cut you open with a scalpel
i used to get cooked till i got charbroiled
little hulk bang. reps put bulk on
warriors now form like voltron
goin' crazy. drink seven red bulls
now i'm turning into frankenstein with the neck bolts
warlock. door locked with the
blue halo. actual horned villain
tactical foreign thriller. natural born killer
that's what happen when a rottie catch up
a lot of catch up. invasion of the body snatchers
i got a canister of gas and a lot of matches
i'm a phantom with the mask in a rotting mansion
i'm a bounty hunter. i had mad cream
i was resembling a member of the methadone clinic
no credit but i'm dope don't forget it
i'll cut you open with a scalpel
then you hear my war cry write before i scalp you
but if you ain't a warrior then i can't help you
my music is a funeral march for grim reapers
my music is a beautiful art for life's sleepers
swimming in a space between sane and irrational
dan hang with shane we remain international
we're livin' in a glass cabin
my lights flashin' in night action
my mic'll cause some hoopla
on the mic no passion for the bs
life experience laid down on the vs
you need us to eject the feeling to jump start
the heart of the art. once chart is conquered
ya'll know what the consensus is
just come to your senses kids
make your sore weak raps rip up like card board on the floor
breakin' scores on records
you can expect us. nothing in the world affect us
i'll cut you open with a scalpel
then you hear my war cry write before i scalp you
but if you ain't a warrior then i can't help you
my music is a funeral march for grim reapers
my music is a beautiful art for life's sleepers
kinda like a psycho teacher
murder every assignment. i am not an actor
rappers attackin' like a pack of wild raptors
you heard me rhyme before. now i'm a dinosaur
you don't wanna fight a war hammer like i'm mighty thor
i was a acrobat lit up like a jack o lantern
now i'm a psycho path wave a skulls and axes banner
i'm still a master planner
rapper that is in my category same as tech n9ne
step into a room with dr. doom and i'm illuminating
all you little demon nazi german babies
i'll cut you open with a scalpel
then you hear my war cry write before i scalp you
but if you ain't a warrior then i can't help you
my music is a funeral march for grim reapers
my music is a beautiful art for life's sleepers
i'll cut you open with a scalpel