They call me Hektik
Cause the way the pain is interjected
You talk %#@! you gonna regret it

$#&@ it, you said it
Watch your mouth fool
I'm on the move

Time to play
For words you say
One level of pain on display

(*##$ back off
Too late your (*##$ is spread out, you jack off
Keepin you wishing that you was dead off

The planet
Can't understand it? Let me explain
All that %#@! you talked drove me insane

But my brain swells, my ears bleed
And all the bad level of attack is underrated, remember that
Head's get cracked with baseball bats

I love the sound it makes when it pings
I even love it when my ears ring
Stomp on suckers in a second

Leave you with no sign of recollection
Rearrange your whole memory section
Disease, infection, over night I die slowly

Covered in corn stalks, protected by the oak trees
Freeze mutha$#&@as
Get your hands in the air mutha$#&@as

This ain't a game
I don't talk %#@! I slit necks just because
Catchin' the buzz

And keeping a look out for the fuzz
If I get hit by the cops I'm 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
If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are

So far all I been hearin is player hatin(Oh yeah)
If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are
So far all I been hearin is player hatin

Moving with the speed of the robot sonic exhaust
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?

Realize there's a killer in your face
Look him in his eyes
Before your body dies

I'ma grab your soul straight up out your chest
Put it in my black glass jar
With all the rest

Of the competition
Pack rhymes with precision
Eliminating adversaries

And all of our divisions are cuttin like an incision
While other suckers is missin
With enough cheese for 3 ^!$$%s in college with tuition

Take a listen I drop knowledge like a teacher
An ill preacher preaching a sermon
I been learning how to sing along with the dead man's song

He's got an X in his head so I know what side he's on
And brain dead people always say right on
They got 10 on the weed cause we all high arms

We let bygones be bygones and then dismiss
Your wack $$# (*##$es in the abyss
$#&@ the diss

Cause you let your colors show too many times
It goes way deeper than rhymes
$#&@ a beat cause I rock accapella

Crazy $$# fella
Used to $#&@ Cinderella
In the back of the pumpkin coach

Smoking roach after roach
$#&@ her all night
And in the mornin make me French toast

Coast to coast
Drop knowledge like a teacher
I.S.I. in this (*##$ we play the preachers
If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are
So far all I been hearin is player hatin

If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are
So far all I been hearin is player hatin