somebody是DIS sin U

They call me hektik
Cause the way the players ?interject? it
You talk **** you gonna regret it.
**** it you said it.
Watch your mouth fool!
Im on the move.
Time to play
For words you say.
One level of pain.
Or display ***** back off.
Two later ?? ?
You jack off.
Leavin you wishin that you was dead off.
The planet, people thatll stand, lemme explain.
All this **** you talked drove me, insane.
But my brains swells, my ears bleed and all of that.???
Is underrated remember that.
Ears get cracked.
With baseball bats.
I love the sound it makes, when it pings.
I even love it when my ears bleed.
Stompin suckas in a second.
Leave you with no sign of recollection.
Rearrange your ???? ?recession?
Diease affection hopin
I die slowly.
Covered in cornstalks, protected by the oak trees.
Freeze!Motha ****as, get yo hands in the air, motha ****as!
This aint a game,
I dont talk ****!
I slit necks just because.
Catchin the buzz.
Keepin a lookout for the ?fuzz?
If I get hit by the cops, im goin out like val kilmer.
Heat the whole squad, droppin the bomb, then watch em simmer.
Pain is a beautiful thang, it makes my spine shiver.
Murder for hire, better believe
I deliver.[Chorus 2x]
If you think somebodys dissin you.
They probally are.
So far, all
I been hearin is player hatin.[ Jamie Maddrox]
As we movin with the speed of the robot sonic exhust.
Chronic fumes fuel.
Gin and tonic.
Half of the world is corrupt and alive.
Other half is depressed and they want to die.
I.S.I.Why ask why?
Relize, theirs a killer in your face, look him in his eyes.
Before your body dies.
Im gonna grab your soul straight up out yo chest.
Put it in my blackglass jar, with all the rest.
Of the compitetion.
Pack rhymes with precision.
Eliminatin advisaries in all local divisions.
Im cuttin like incision while other suckas is missin.
With the love ? three ****** and college with tuition.
Take a listen,
I drop knowledge like a teacher.
An ill preacher, preachin his ?serment?
All they learnin howto sing along.
With this dead mans song.
Hes got an ax in his head so
I know what side hes on.
And braindead people always say right on.
They got 10 on the **** cause we all highons.
We let bigons be bigons.
And then dismiss.
Yo wack ass ***** es none of you biz.
**** a diss.
Cause you let your colors know, too many times.
It goes way deeper than rhymes.
**** a beat, cause
I rock acapella.
Crazy ass fella.
Use to ****
Cinderella.
In the back of the
Pumpkin Coach.
Smokin roach after roach .
**** her all night and have her make french toast.
Coast to coast.
Drop knowledge like a teacher.
I.S.I. in this ***** we playin the preachers. [Chorus 2x]