I’ve got a style that’ll turn a generation foul
Punks get smacked in the mouth and church b#tches get defiled
Shovel sh#t by the pound
Sinister type smile
Kickin’ sh#t that so foul when I’m hittin’ them like “Blaoow!”
Cannibal like Hannibal, handle these n#gg#s well
Damage you can’t manage, examples of living hell
Chantin’ never rest til your mental turn to a cell
Witness a new picture where real villains prevail
When I еxhale and spit at you sixteen bars split your sh#t in two
You think I’m missin’ you until I hit your crew
Pure ragе in the physical
Everyone else subliminal, criminal fatality
Battle me, I will finish you
So check my substance, loud like a chick that’s bossin’
Lex be bossin’ from NY to Czech Republic
Still rugged, middle fingers up, still duggin’
Still woop-woopin b#tches, still Mr. Ugly
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