KNOCK KNOCK
it's the return of the !@$!ed version of SPOCK
leavin population shocked

at how i'm lurkin to the top/
I shoot before I take aim
inject into the main vains

yous a $#&@in loser
ain't no toppin what I maintain
oh you gotta big chain

reppin like you gangbang
i'll leave a mark n force ur squad to signal in a mayday/
if this game is like the matrix then im aimin for the mainframe

runnin tracks with diesel trains
then rearrange distorted brains/
The only rappers i'll never test

my future self and Street Light
so i'll be damned if I let you verbally murder me on the mic
emergin from a pawn to a fully armored knight

an if u steppin in my path
then we can blade to blade and fight/
i'm a veteran better than half of these pestilent specimen

behead the necks of respect
like i'm mass murderin out of vengeance
a menace with aggression

packin tension as a weapon
they tryna battle for the throne
but im outta this dimension/

you could die unknown
or you could die a legend
stack all the dough

or walk the planet as a peasent
so ima kill it ima wreck it
every minute every second

live my life in one direction
till i'm casted by a reverend/
leavin wannabes wobbily

with no apologies honestly
i'm unconsciously stoppin
asserted dreams by the quantity

verbal monopoly's gotten me to topple
oppositional commodities
wavin a wand

turnin rappers to comedy/
i'm pant saggin takin a %#@!
in the back of a bandwagon

n laughin in damn madness
my lack of habit is wack rappin
pre-emptive to attack groups n cliques in music factions

hide ur kids hide ur wife
EM3's mobbin wit $$#assins/
determined to be ur favorite

sustained up in the ba!@&(t
rapper from the burbs
way with words u gotta face it

i'm advancin on these playlists
Playin ma cards like im in vegas
& im sorry had say this

yall be spitten way too basic/
this is my playground
swingin n slidin jungle barz

yall just TEETER TOTTER fans
while im climbin to be a star
I could do this drunk as $#&@

feasting eating caviar
creating a buzz that's off the charts till A&R's Dick ride it hard/
methodical man

back pocketin possible plans
stockin up plots to conquer the land buildin towers like sand
there's a possible chance

you might have to modify ur stance
of being an mc that's advanced
to a forest fire ant/

i'm heavily meditating on enemies
the best of me is
like a colon & rectal surgeon

to a fiend of meth emphedemines
too ill for any remedy hypethetically half machine
destined to effectivly chemicaly decompose his foes mentally/
a lyrical fiend rainin supreme
burning a throne when attackin a king

back on the mat heavyweight in the ring who
be killin a TEAM witta a BAT to the knees/
you mutterin stutterin nervous to rap
plannina blow but im pushin it back
attackin a flow and then breaking it's back

exposing ur flaws
and have u collapse/
if yall aint feelin me
I really couldn't give a $#&@
I got a mob thats got my back

and now we headed to the front