War Drums (feat. Copywrite)

Stopping rappers in they tracks like the trains broke Your crew CI's undercover and plain cloths I'm taking heads off with my axe and my raincoat Its Saint Joe fire in my heart like I chain smoke Afraid so, if it ain't one hundred it ain't Joe You couldn't beat me with 8 clones Or veins bulged or angels with chain saws so stay home Or your brains blown like abstract art on a strange wall I stay cold, flow is nitrogen, hydrogen vitamins Vicodin Blood of Mike Tyson shoved inside of my mind and pen I have sheep's clothing covering my lycan skin I go to work to go berserk and smirk and have to hide my grin I'm indiscriminate, I'll find and end your life and send Pieces to your family have them crying from the sight of limbs Verbal leviathan fire spit eye of the tiger shit With the wickedness in the minds of men Play your ligaments like violins I know it's villainous vicious peeling your skin with malicious Implements finish participants with the quickness Magnificent with the written, there isn't an opposition I'm, killing the competition drill em into submission We are the gods of this, masters of every part of it Your crew is opposite and basic knowledge like a starter kit Lyrically marvelous your style is just a parlor trick I want you in a bottomless pit, my styles a Sparta kick I kill tracks feel the hate in my blood I'm battle sworn leave banners torn and faces in mud Draw quick like I spent my youth tracing up guns The battle horn strikes fear, feel the bass from the drums I kill tracks feel the hate in my blood I'm battle sworn leave banners torn and faces in mud Draw quick like I spent my youth tracing up guns The battle horn strikes fear, feel the bass from the drums I got bars like I'm in line at Costco waiting Death wish with the Glock toast while cops close waiting I lock load aiming Whatever rappers dumb enough to watch close hating Get turned into a Picasso painting Me and Saint Joe with the DNA of he m-a-n Rappers thank god like a VMA win When I see em they grin Deep down they be beat down and bleeding way thin From the speed of they chin on that divinity god shit You ain't offendin me leave my enemies haunted with the Infinity gauntlet I'm back with science boom back in silence your brains blown I'm Thanos on a Atkins diet So what your nine kills muthafucka my mind kills But what you lack in rhyme skills you make up for in high heels I stay blessed me hit my apex please you can't vex me I break necks at breakneck speed I kill tracks feel the hate in my blood I'm battle sworn leave banners torn and faces in mud Draw quick like I spent my youth tracing up guns The battle horn strikes fear, feel the bass from the drums I kill tracks feel the hate in my blood I'm battle sworn leave banners torn and faces in mud Draw quick like I spent my youth tracing up guns The battle horn strikes fear, feel the bass from the drums