challange me I promise I'll win

Promise I'll win Am I a twisted vicious cannibalistic Animalistic sick kid? Or am I jus gifted? Steady rippin Every day gettin lifted Yea uma burn out but I'll burn slow like my spliff did Rather die in the studio so I can show all u niggaz wat the fuck it is that u been missin last of dyin breed,I could b notha artist coulda been this sick then he would b But it's all me n it's just me So trust me I must b So sick That these niggaz can't touch me Rhymes like a .44 magnum 2 ya head Now Tell me, do u feel lucky? Must admit, that the skills is rusty Microphone been gettin dusty Here we go um bak Finally makin these tracks Eyes red like the russkies But high as I must b I gotta new arsenal Few sins 4 which I'm responsible Couldn take me now it's impossible can't b stopped um unstoppable Hook Um bak bigger threat than anthrax Couldn stop a flow this heavy with a tampax Mind gone like like a Vietnam vet C ghost of niggaz I ain't even killed yet Mortal combat,um reptile Bite ya head off, projectile Vomit on the mic,with my sick style been resting 4 a good while Charged100 percentile I'm mr bad news Smile on my face Couple bars in the case N sumthin fucked up 2 tell u But we can get 2 all that later Not the climax This the preview the trailer Ends wen ya eardrums meet my genitalia Slam the coffin shut on this shit uma nail her I got a box of lyrical rounds N the tips is all hollow step 2 this microphone I spit wen y'all swallow Heads commin off Address is sleepy hollow Rhymes sharper than the edge of 2marro N I slice through the competition Like a jack I b dissectin n rippin Sons of bitches like it's wat I do 4 a livin Throw the dice it's a gamble y not Um already sinnin U can challenge me but I promise um winnin