Fourth song in the album. This one took a while, biggest song yet. Had some help too. Lyrics: [Intro] Ladies and gentlemen! It brings me no honor to present to you! The youngest ever world champion, Angus! We are all fucked! So very fucked! [Verse 1] I been, I been, I been. I'm painting pictures perfectly perceiving perfection! (Ay!) Maintaining patience n' purpose, poetically pacing! Placing bets, pushing progress toward perfect projections! (Ay!) Portraying power, such you perpetually chasing. (Alliteration!) Damn! That kid! Rhymes sick! Skulls split! But he still a rookie, been needin' a sense of fucking direction. Wham! This prick! Is lit! Fucked in! The brain, he laughs at the pain. Broken arm? Twist it more. He a menace! Slam! Cactus? He grips! Hugs it! Wicked! Lead a train, off the chain. Needs a mentor to rein the craze! Jump the ledge bitch! Damn! Plane dips! Heart's sick! He's sick! Crisis! Mind is! Circus! He is! Killin'! Innocents! Oh shit! (AGHHHHHH!) [Chorus] One, two, three, four! On the floor! On the floor! (How many?) One, two, three, four! Kill 'em more! Kill 'em more! (How many?) One, two, three, four! Stomp their throats! Stomp their throats! (How many?) One, two, three four! Let 'em know! Let 'em know! [Verse 2] I'm off the leash now. Something annoying me now? Down it goes! (Down it goes!) I keep a beast now. Sanity ain't been me now. Down it goes! (Down it goes!) And, ooh! This pedestal you fools put me on, it's gonna take aeons to get me off. And, ooh! Need a guide whose words are true to defog, put me back on the seat I belong. And, ooh! Just a guy, lost his mind after his rise, now he needs a shoulder to sleep on. And, ooh! Someone big! Someone brave that'll put him in a cage and maybe contain these thoughts. It's been aeons. It's been aeons. Let me lean on. Let me lean on. 'Fore my seams rot. 'Fore my seams rot. Need a redraw. Need a redraw. Around me chalk. Around me chalk. Do I seem off? Do I seem off? (Do I?) Need me a mentor to hone my potential. Keep me from steep leaps and going mental. Eyes seeing red so, bright I might end clones. Teach me restraint, I swear it's essential. Cause I'm so! Damn! Fucking! Temperamental! Let's murder these bitches! (AGHHHHHH!) [Chorus] One, two, three, four! On the floor! On the floor! (How many?) One, two, three, four! Kill 'em more! Kill 'em more! (How many?) One, two, three, four! Stomp their throats! Stomp their throats! (How many?) One, two, three four! Let 'em know! Let 'em know! (Know what?) [Outro] Murder. All I see is murder. Murder. Try me please I'll murder. Murder. Kid needs a mentor. ~~~~~ @rapfame_official @rapfamebot @rapfame_ar_team #hiphop #rap #music #contest #trend #WATC