(The clown rappers I'm bound to slay)

(The clown rappers I'm bound to slay)

(Yo)

(The clown rappers I'm bound to slay)

(The clown rappers I'm bound to slay)


[Verse One]

Yo, yo, yo a crackhead leaves skilled ????? for dead

Dumb cats think I pack lead from the bloodshed

Words spread, and vocals (?) intent

Patriarch making marks like the stroke of a pen

Choking men by the throat my quotes will leave you spellbound

Like Devon Madison kid, I can't be held down

Esoteric stab a crew who's slang is fresh

Mass Avenue to Bangladesh

So check, I blast back at you my aim's the best

So now, crashed attitudes have laid to rest

Discouraging younster's idols straight taking titles

Shane's ripping rivals with some rap in his recitals

I paint imagery kid stunning pictures

Back in eighty-six I tried to mix like (?)

Now I hit ya', split ya', cuz' you a crab cat

I'm God of the Snake, I pee on a lab rat

Back in your cage you paging off the stage

I'm a sage sent to invade this day and age

I wreck the mic quickly

Lung taking with me

I'm "Bound To Slay"

Throw down my round with Shane (Thud)


[Chorus]

We make tracks like this, for cats who like the mic ripped

The titan, holding mics with a vice grip

I'm "Bound To Slay" crab rappers in the end

(You see what happened in my last fight friend aight' then)


We make tracks like this, for cats who like the mic ripped

The titan, holding mics with a vice grip

I'm "Bound To Slay" crab rappers in the end

(You see what happened in my last fight friend aight' then)


[Verse Two]

A yo guess who's swooping in wings spread

I rain dread from Boston to Hempstead

Its "The Soul Purpose", mission control's nervous

Pitiful attempts get drenched by the verses

That's my best nothing less the merciless

I'm murderous, murdering tracks you all deserving this backslap

For coming at me with the whack rap

You act whack

You look whack

You talk whack

You be whack

You speak whack

Forget about your drop and save your feet back

You calling me a backpacker that's propostruous

I'll put your legs around thousand dollar watches

My raps play thugs like Tommy Cartel

I rhyme well, ran imperial like Diamond (?)

I can tell your afraid to face me

My verbals come off the wall like Kevin Spacy

And I defeat camps into MC stamps

Under street lamps your working off of free-amps

The beat champs, I call you out like subpeona

And have you on your knees like a nine-dingle-venor

A biting demeanor, yeah these cats want to rap alike

You weak parasites

I freak beats when I speak heat like Farenheight

Don't ever grab the mic

Cats that bite need a meat-eaters appetite


[Chorus]

We make tracks like this, for cats who like the mic ripped

The titan, holding mics with a vice grip

I'm "Bound To Slay" crab rappers in the end

(You see what happened in my last fight friend aight' then)


We make tracks like this, for cats who like the mic ripped

The titan, holding mics with a vice grip

I'm "Bound To Slay" crab rappers in the end

(You see what happened in my last fight friend aight' then)


(The clown rappers I'm bound to slay)

(The clown rappers I'm bound to slay)

(The clown rappers I'm bound to slay)

(The clown rappers I'm bound to slay)