keeping it low key I'm the king heading to queens street in a mercury listening to freddy I'm the nightmare on elm Street with my ruggercocked back and ready Zip loc locking body's bags tagging em Blocks full of cops investigating Shuting the block down Like block busters I'm the real life dexter Dropping every Body like its the morgue latly Push me to the edge all my friends are undead In Hollywood bout to be crip walking on Red carpet my frist albums bout to be a banger my 9s got mm intials doctor dres prescibed me the pill shot hes lost his patients loosing em is a cut heads or tails i bet 50 cents weather or not you get this know on a rainy day ill get the drop on you i wanna battle I'm avaible I'm not afraid of you ill have you parchutting away what im planing loki im a God indugise taken the throne I have some tricks up my sleeves all You rappers are jesters I'm not joking when I say I'll drop bars heavier than thors hammer Still you won't get the nail On the head when I'm dropping These bars like coffins my flow more sicker than covid I'll leave you choking with asma As i'm guarding Asgard You won't see me coming The blade going into your Left Shoulder blade will be fatal