Spyder - Red
Yah-hah - Black
Im the rappin messiah, packin the fire with magic attire
Passion, desire to lynch kids on my trapped tactical wire.
Blastin the liars with plastic and fire like African fighters,
Slashin the tires on miss muffets minivan crashin beside her,
Impractical spyder, im sure some have told ive become so cold
Amazin guns blazin, call me Peyton the way I run the Colts.
Bangin on the drums of old With the hands that make the thunder cold,
The runners cold he's chasing the days the summer stole,
Thunder bolts with a hundred volts, even when the power is out
I still shine with rhymes beyond a shadow of a doubt.
I’m rippin foes, slittin throats when the shadows are out,
Muscogee Creek, you don’t know me B, land is ours now,
I shower in a drought, always clean, heater on my back
So underground I got Harriet Tubman featured on my tracks.
All 100 fingers intact, what kind of creature is that,
Gravedancers with 5 star patches, fucker the reapers are back,
All your breathin is gas the ether is back, still spit when dead
Claimin you fly, im so high amelia earharts givin me head.
Red name plus red veins we both spit and see red
Scalpin these bitches like na na he aint livin he’s dead
Got you drippin with red, bleedin beaten caught in the noose
Chopped up and bruised and still stole your watch and your shoes.
Its all chronic induced, emcees slippin in the vomit they spewed
8 armed monster infused, with native blood, a bomb when issued.
I’m runnin too fast for your scope, fucker lost in your view,
Crucified and your loose is tied thought that you knew,
Tying your heart lockin it through and I’m crossin it too,
I’m leavin your dead fucked from my red chucks, rockin the shoes,
Goin wrong when misused, knives daggers clips and a gauge
I rip em in ways to leave kids in a daze like mist with a haze.
Im not some typical phase, that you just listen today
And forget about, I stick wit ya, and continue to spit in ya grave.
I'm the damn hardest, man artist, anarchist,
About to jack you for your marajuanna plant harvest,
Damage ya clan when bars hit, direct hit the target
Stand far kid, send asher roth blastin off like star ships.
This man's heart is pumping the straightest herion,
Like you thought cocaine was embarrasin,
I've got the greatest of terrorists named Native Americans,
All these ages im sparrin when, I stay in my cage with the venom n
Always ready to strike, but im nice and save the embarrassment
We came in to tear and rip ya upper lip start poppin him,
The way Im stopmin him think he was kissin my mocasins,
Body droppin him, rips ya eyes out now you're lost again,
Blade doin the itsy bitsy spider up ya throat then tomahawk ya chin,
I box to win, left hook left feds shook with broken jaws again
I cant stop or quit, try mockin spit, shit get ya tonsils split
Yeah I'm lost in sin, I threw the map overboard,
And though the door says 'Overlord of Noahs dorm,
From the ocean shore sand cover the land to the ocean floor,
Pick ya brain this kids insane once you get the name you'll know him more,
Lack emotion for, vocal cords I just continue to choke em more
Stole a porsche and drove it right off of the showroom floor.
I go til I cant go no more, takin the clowns layin em down
Spray em with rounds so I see their thoughts astray on the ground.
I'm little wolf sittin under the shade of the clouds,
Once you feel the wolf rippin others bangin em down,
I'm hittin full slippin covers hangin em down,
I'm Gettin full killin brothers strangle em now.