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(Sentus)
I’m on a roll like scotch and I will own my spot
The flow I got has more spins then your whole IPod
I’m past the braggin, this clash has to happen
Come on man you got less fans then Alaskan Cabins
I bask in rappin, I won’t promise immunity
But your albums sell like light bulbs in Amish communities
Be honest with you and me, my skill, you will never top it
My verse has got more hotlines then the Trevor project
I won’t ever stop it, you’re done if we begin to feud
The best song on your album was the Sentus Interlude
So fuck these gangsters, packin there heat but won’t show
Their faces, I sleep on the streets like hobos
If you're facin me you won’t go, I go harder
Plus you poor on the lines like a Road Marker
I’m so sick that when I’m performing on the stage
They have to put the surgeon general’s warning on the page
(Chorus x2)
When I grab the mic and start to roast this beat
No one in this rap game should come close to me
No one in this rap game should try and boast like me
Cause I'll slaughter anyone who tryna' 'proach this heat
(Colossus)
Pyromaniacs we're known to just slaughter cats
Y'all can take a hike like motherfuckin quarterbacks***
The Gods of rap, the type that hoes get to know
We call em laundry mats, we give em multiple loads
Lo and behold, these rappers fumbled the crown
I'm X-Box and Game Cube'in, never playin around
Dumb it down? That's kinda hard cause I got this
Poison in my pen, you can compare it to Aushwitz
Hot shit, it's Quazimoto bringin em hell
I'd never back down without first ringin their bells
Suit yourselves...never mind go and shoot your self
Depressed? I bet a lead aspirin from a Rugar helps
I do it well...all your features are wack
Me Plus-Centus is how u-ethra a track
Yeah I rap...You want my autograph lady?
Handover your kid and I will sign that baby!!!
(Chorus x2)
When I grab the mic and start to roast this beat
No one in this rap game should come close to me
No one in this rap game should try and boast like me
Cause I'll slaughter anyone who tryna' 'proach this heat
(Sentus)
I ain’t here to start braggin and boastin on tracks
I am just sitting here relaxin, proposin the facts
All of these dudes rappin and knowin there wack
Are done, when I come back in I’m closin the acts
Imposin my wrath, ferocious in fact, leavin more dead
I tore shreds with more hotlines then Satan’s forehead
I don’t ignore threats, the skill you have immersed
Will soon fire shots that will fill you when dispersed
I’ll put you on my album but I’ll bill you on the verse
You couldn’t rip the second if I killed you on the first
I’m grim reapin this bitch, get heaved in a ditch
As I conjure rhymes straight from the deepest abyss
No reason for this, you don’t need to fuckin tell us
What to do, one punch and your guts will swell up
I’m from Dayton now and I’m ready to take em out
So cut the tongue from Satans mouth and shut the hell up
(Chorus x2)
When I grab the mic and start to roast this beat
No one in this rap game should come close to me
No one in this rap game should try and boast like me
Cause I'll slaughter anyone who tryna' 'proach this heat
***Same punch Quix used against me
(Sentus)
I’m on a roll like scotch and I will own my spot
The flow I got has more spins then your whole IPod
I’m past the braggin, this clash has to happen
Come on man you got less fans then Alaskan Cabins
I bask in rappin, I won’t promise immunity
But your albums sell like light bulbs in Amish communities
Be honest with you and me, my skill, you will never top it
My verse has got more hotlines then the Trevor project
I won’t ever stop it, you’re done if we begin to feud
The best song on your album was the Sentus Interlude
So fuck these gangsters, packin there heat but won’t show
Their faces, I sleep on the streets like hobos
If you're facin me you won’t go, I go harder
Plus you poor on the lines like a Road Marker
I’m so sick that when I’m performing on the stage
They have to put the surgeon general’s warning on the page
(Chorus x2)
When I grab the mic and start to roast this beat
No one in this rap game should come close to me
No one in this rap game should try and boast like me
Cause I'll slaughter anyone who tryna' 'proach this heat
(Colossus)
Pyromaniacs we're known to just slaughter cats
Y'all can take a hike like motherfuckin quarterbacks***
The Gods of rap, the type that hoes get to know
We call em laundry mats, we give em multiple loads
Lo and behold, these rappers fumbled the crown
I'm X-Box and Game Cube'in, never playin around
Dumb it down? That's kinda hard cause I got this
Poison in my pen, you can compare it to Aushwitz
Hot shit, it's Quazimoto bringin em hell
I'd never back down without first ringin their bells
Suit yourselves...never mind go and shoot your self
Depressed? I bet a lead aspirin from a Rugar helps
I do it well...all your features are wack
Me Plus-Centus is how u-ethra a track
Yeah I rap...You want my autograph lady?
Handover your kid and I will sign that baby!!!
(Chorus x2)
When I grab the mic and start to roast this beat
No one in this rap game should come close to me
No one in this rap game should try and boast like me
Cause I'll slaughter anyone who tryna' 'proach this heat
(Sentus)
I ain’t here to start braggin and boastin on tracks
I am just sitting here relaxin, proposin the facts
All of these dudes rappin and knowin there wack
Are done, when I come back in I’m closin the acts
Imposin my wrath, ferocious in fact, leavin more dead
I tore shreds with more hotlines then Satan’s forehead
I don’t ignore threats, the skill you have immersed
Will soon fire shots that will fill you when dispersed
I’ll put you on my album but I’ll bill you on the verse
You couldn’t rip the second if I killed you on the first
I’m grim reapin this bitch, get heaved in a ditch
As I conjure rhymes straight from the deepest abyss
No reason for this, you don’t need to fuckin tell us
What to do, one punch and your guts will swell up
I’m from Dayton now and I’m ready to take em out
So cut the tongue from Satans mouth and shut the hell up
(Chorus x2)
When I grab the mic and start to roast this beat
No one in this rap game should come close to me
No one in this rap game should try and boast like me
Cause I'll slaughter anyone who tryna' 'proach this heat
***Same punch Quix used against me
