Kill Em' ft. Clēsh & Carnage the Executioner Lyrics

Shredding competitors like they top secret documents

Better off in the trash than emceeing near where I'm rocking it

Twisting words

Til I'm pinching a nerve bitter kids get curved

Minimalistic with the lyrics til these

Wack actors try and spit a battle verse

Afterwards

After the verse

I'm stacking the purest form of

Cohesive speech for the weak who need it

Flow leave 'em seasick

Like don't rock the boat worm

The people trying to breathe kid

Better hold your breath until the hook the way my speak keep seeping it

For those who still sleeping

Hope you know you dreaming

If you ever thought this was something you could be in

Why y'all tryna fuck with me

Emceeing is a luxury

You speaking all this puppetry

You just keep on muttering

With music and some structure we

Building up a company

Pure vision over money trees

We gun keep it buttery

While you in recovery

Here's a little summary

For anybody and they buddy when you stepping up to me

I attack from every angle

Wack emcees leave mangled

And bloody

My slang be so nutty

Mic cord tangled round my neck

Bars spin heads

Like 2001 worm on a huffy

I just be

A little rusty

Fuck what you want

I'll give you what you fucking need

This be the rhetoric that emcees need

Twist these epiphanies til eardrums bleed

Hear dumb kiddies on a questionable beat

Teach em then I school 'em when they tempt me please

Too easy move greasy like I'm Randy's gut

Short stack but my track forces real heads to stand up

Every stanza got me feeling nothing

George Costanza

They tell me quit eating but with this fork I plan to

Demolish every collagen

Molecule when I go full throttle

Clobbering fools if they ain't talking the juice your talk is amusing but

What you thought you was using you been abusing

Now you got these kiddies addicted to everything but music

Walking what we're talking

Squawking, keep it down

Demeanor of demons believing beneath the ground

You guys, do likes, but villain design wins

Not kind, our kind, will kill 'em with rhyme sense

Fall into a calling

Haunting, heat abound

Some leaders are teaming and reaching to seize the crown

Who tries, to rise and still can defy lens

That says you need to be kind

Kill 'em with rhyme sense

Start by sayin' rehearse, learn to spit, or get murked, burned

Ya' worst turn, comes with challenging Carnage and Earthworm

To get ahead we won't bond face with a penis

Can't relate to ya' taste if you think Kanye is a genius

Lose debate when duplicating stupid way I squash a set

Loss of breath occurs when you watch the vet rocking yes, I confess

I hit your studio with rhymes I wrote in my car

On your project, I guess, I'm the dopest by far

Look for me to cook ya beat then we can sell 'em dope tell ya' though

I never sold crack

Some tell me I look like Pusha T

But if you're a softy like Drake, then do the math

J. Prince ain't finna stop me from break-in' you in half

Heard ya' wack, swerving back, now I'ma throw hatchets

You're about as Hip-Hop as a rap album with no scratches

Yo' if crowd's right I'll leave a broken down mic

They're knowing now I'm, what this shit is supposed to sound like