bullet like rhymes

Coming back with that fire If you don’t like then I’ll put you in that fryer Or make you bite down on a broken electrical wire Ain’t gonna stop talking this mess ‘til my fame gets higher Giving them this new rap song that they desire Nothing to say other than “bye” cuz you gon’ die anyway you liar When I pull up to the studio I be spitting raps like bullets so when they scared they an ugly crier Real rappers get likes but I don’t see em on your choir Might be giving you a flat tire Don’t mess with me I’m the edgy corpse piler Chainsaw don’t forget to bring that beat back Boy you don’t know me Yo brain the size of a pea So tell me who to be if you want me to make you bleed