I killed a vigilante
Known around like Mr.T, I only pity the family
I talk soft so I can booby-trap creeps
And sign their death certificates, sincerely Mr. E
When I go, I’ll die calmer then a suicide bomber
Hopefully with old age and my empire on fire
Today is not the day to cross me
I monologue slow and ask questions while I cap knees
I stay up all night and make plans while you sleep
I move faster then tears down your cheeks
Gosh its a complicated mess
I body large figures but I know how to dress
At the end of the day you know I’m the best
Like send the trophies to my layer there is no contest
Like please don’t step
Its too damn easy like trap door deaths
Listen MCs I don’t care if you look nice
That pretty boy sh#t is played out like the bag pipes
I am about to tighten the vise
I see your snake eyes like when Im rolling bad dice
These phonies heroes lie on every line
Rap is all about the image, you’ll never see mine
I use this great mind to pencil each line
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