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Trust me son, you don't really want it
You step up... you will get beat down
Check!

I'm strong-arming them, bomb harder
and slaughter the common men
Conquering all combatants compliments
of my dominance
My prominence leaving them petrified,
they get the consequence
Of stepping high, their opulence is set aside
my providence gets rectified
Check it, I'm the baddest man alive
Damage planets with a jab a savage beast
will not survive
I'm the king set to swing
on any thinking of crossing me
Next to blink gets a loss to me,
set them deep in a coffin
Feet below the earth,
underground my stomping ground
Hearts will drown when I'm in town
Rocking the ground
with shock just by walking around
May they never rest in peace,
but may I rest on them
An inaudible requiem hit hard
to the chest of them
I beckon them, WHO WANT IT?
standing on a mountain peak
As the blood of my enemies drip
from my fist to the heap at my feet
They wanted beef,
they're getting ground into oblivion
The synonym of sinister,
their end is what I'm giving them

Yo who want it, knuckles clenched,
blood drenched, kid
Yo who want it,
come stepping hungry get fed
Yo who want it,
hearing all the challenges call
Thru the battles and brawls
I stand and they fall
as I hand them they jaw
Yo who want it, knuckles clenched,
blood drenched, kid
Yo who want it,
come stepping hungry get fed
Yo who want it,
hearing all the challenges call
Thru the battles and brawls
I stand and they fall
as I hand them they jaw

My haymakers slay players,
shake haters greater than
A golden state quake
will break the golden gate
Leave them in a swollen state,
holding weight that motivates
The fake to go escape before I break
and straight unload my hate onto their face
Hold it, wait everything you own I take
Editing my enemies,
no weaponry will slow my pace
Generous with genocide
to those who standing in my way
Settle them like sediment,
my throne is planted on their graves
Save your sympathy for homelessness
and meekness for the holy robes
I got a bone to pick
and it's the femur of a former foe
Slow your roll, a genius with a mean fist
and a potent goal
Hold your hopes of beating me
if suddenly you're feeling bold
Told you I'm a beast
and you're the bottom of my food chain
Showed you I'm the chief
and leave you rotting on my crusade
Hope you brought at least
another option to amuse me
Quote me, I will feast upon your heart
before you move me

Yo who want it, knuckles clenched,
blood drenched, kid
Yo who want it,
come stepping hungry get fed
Yo who want it,
hearing all the challenges call
Thru the battles and brawls
I stand and they fall
as I hand them they jaw
Yo who want it, knuckles clenched,
blood drenched, kid
Yo who want it,
come stepping hungry get fed
Yo who want it,
hearing all the challenges call
Thru the battles and brawls
I stand and they fall
as I hand them they jaw

Don't say I didn't warn you, son,
Don't blame me when you get cut down
Shoulda known better!
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