Who's got ultraviolent lines it's the stoner lord I only need a pen so i don't own a sword I'm drinking and drifting like I stole a ford Patrol a morgue ya know the score The croes so bored he'll Go to war 44 shot raw broke ya jaw Soak the floor with your blood Then choke a whore Motor jaw that's faster than a rari or a Harley your hardly an army You can't stop me nor can ya harm me I'm crazy I'm barmy your lazy you arent me You can't be nah we are not alike you suck I'm psychopathic on the mic Kinda like I'm lyte man my flows are so tight That's right my futures bright like light's at night A delight with the bars I type feel the hype I'm getting high like I heat the pipe I need the mic yeah coz rap be life That be right cutting rappers like a pack the knife trap the scythe crack between ya eyes I've seen the guys claiming they spit fires Theyre shit rappers and there shit liers I'm a bit Jason I'm a bit Myers Al stab your face pull out ya teeth with plyers Your no Biggie pac em or dax no Dre no way man ya trash Your whack n that's facts step back or get axed Your no Biggie pac em or dax no Dre no way man ya trash Your whack n that's facts step back or get axed In a minute al kill it with my lyrics an spirit when I spin it you hear it Ill in it you fear it Your blood could spill if your near it Give it a try but if ya ta die is it alright if I just sigh Like bye I won't cry I don't care you know why Oh yeah I'm a cold guy so rare I've got flows to Go spare but I won't share No where for you to run yo scared You done if croes there Souls teared from foes there Pros where no where I killed em I know I'm the king check my kingdom Best on the app am blessed with the skills son Fucking up you bitches yeah this is still fun Spill some red when I give em lead Lyrical bullet's aimed at some Ned Al turn rum red red rum murder leavin scum dead yeah I will hurt ya