it's the realness in me get familiar
all this sickness in me i'll deliver
in a silver platter with spoons of silver
you'll be eating buy the bowl
and u thought wasnt superor
i'm the MC_metallic interior... metallicas sandman is looking for me under there bed, yea i'll make u shake till ur dead, watch gun u down to the head, make u eat of the grid, i'll fuck up u and ur kids, like i fuck up the ninjas and safari's and then niki minaj be calling me bitch... be calling me scary... not like the monsters but like the foster kids with deliquent fathers... u really think a monster is anothing more than simply dying alone? no i wont throw a stone, and not cuz jesus said said so but if i really do it will kill... afraid of my own good will... what is it still i fight for the righteous cuz i'd rather not spill... said u was ill... i'm hollywood and ur the hillbillies... i'm harlem and ur the empire state building.. i'll have u wishing u were kidding, fallen like the TWIN towers in nyc, i'll bury u next to the WHITE HOUSE, u'll get ur white spouse, ur silver pent house, ur eyes on the prize, keep them surmised,