Yo, this a battle rap, matter of fact, it’s a killshot,

Yo, this a battle rap, matter of fact, it’s a killshot, I’m spittin’ flames, watch me burn ‘em like a grill top, No time for games, these clowns actin’ like they know, But when I step to the mic, they freeze like snow. I’m the predator, you just prey in my sights, Put a tag on your toe, you ain't ready for fights, You flexin’ like you hard, but I see through the show, Got that grimy vibe, I’m the realest in the flow. You claim you got bars, but they all on layaway, I’ll snatch your crown quick, make you fade away, You ain’t in my league, boy, I’m light years ahead, I’m the nightmare that you dread, got your whole crew misled. I’m a beast on this track, unleash the savage within, While you’re stuck in the past, I’m just settin’ to win, So step up if you dare, but know it’s a long shot, This is war, I’m the king, and you’re just a pawn caught. I would feel sorry, but I have no heart, Rippin' through your lines, tear 'em all apart, Coffin vibes, yeah, I’m diggin' your grave, You talkin’ tough? Boy, you ain't even brave. Competition's fruit loops, soft and sweet, I’m the grim reaper, bringin’ that heat, Can't stand y’all walkin’, your steps are a joke, I’ll bury your dreams with every word that I spoke. In a world full of fakes, I’m the realest alive, You snitchin' on the low, but I thrive in the dive, I’m a beast in the booth, call me savage and raw, While you’re snorin’ in the back, I’m breakin’ the law. Got no sympathy, my pen’s a sword, Slice through your ego, leave you floored, So stay dead, bitch, I’ll just keep it real, In this game of life, I’m the one that you feel. Put this pussy motherfucker in heaven, you know the deal, Thought you could step to me, now you feelin' that steel. Killshot ready, I’m the one that they fear, Endin' your career, make it crystal clear. Streetwise grind, I’m the king of this block, You played your cards wrong, now you tickin’ the clock. Came from the struggle, you ain’t built for this heat, I’m the predator, you just lookin' for a seat. Talkin' big game, but you ain't got the heart, I’m a sniper in the shadows, takin' you apart. You should’ve known better, now it's too late, In this concrete jungle, I’m the one that creates. Enemies fallin' like leaves in the fall, I’m the last one standin', you just took the wrong call. Put your name on a list, now you outta the way, In the game of survival, I’m here to stay.