I lock and load, my glock explodes
I rock the globe and stock my homes
With scalps and bones,
I'll hit you once and rock your dome
I move like lightning, with fists of stone
I'm the realest, no songs on the radio
Or ring on phones, drop the bombs
Release the drones, send the troops
I'm a one man army, I walk alone,
I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee
Too grimey, if I let the bullets
Out the gutter fly, no need to mention
With the worst intention, you'd all die,
I hit the mic like a wave of missiles,
Metallic Poseiden, anger me
And I roar like a lion, call my troops
To deal with weak MC's, we all got tridents
Now the only problem is, slow roast
Or fry'em
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