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    I'm the Hip-Hop antichrist, they'll regret it if they hand me mics
    Jack The Ripper, huntin' bitches down by candle light
    Changing the standard of nice, brandish a knife
    I'm what's crackin' like I'm tightenin' ya hand in a vice
    Huh! My flow nasty, get a Tampax
    So many bars you would think I was flippin' Xanax
    Fuck caterin' the bitches when I spit yo
    Go and listen to Drizzy you dumb bimbo
    This is real rappin' Webby flow it with a passion
    Get these letters in my brain and cause a chemical reaction
    Droppin' vowels and consonants, powerfully rockin' it
    With enough force to level a continent
    What I'm droppin' is the right way, I got em' guessin' what I might say
    Go bananas like Johnny Drama and Andrew Dice Clay
    Since the 9th grade Webby's been a psychopath
    Headphones on in detention when I was writin' raps
    Queue the lightnin' crash, queue the smoke machines
    A factor you should fear, even Joe Rogan screams
    Dopamine and adrenaline till' I'm hemorrhagin'
    The fuckin' villain's back in this bitch, you better remember him

    Say good night to the bad guy
    No fuckin' around, don't got to ask why
    I'll be here until they bury me and thats why
    They know to run when they see me
    I'm the motherfucka haunting your dreams
    I'm the motherfuckin' bad guy
    No fuckin' around, don't got to ask why
    I'll be here until they bury me and thats why
    They no to run when they see me
    I'm they motherfucka haunting your dreams

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    You can catch me where the wild things be at
    Hit em' so quick they can't react, even an Atheist would believe that
    Fuck shootin' guns, I fire cannon balls
    With the physical strength of a Neanderthal
    Roar! I'm a Tyrannosaurus Rex
    Start by beatin' up the verses and I'll slam the chorus next
    Got a standard for success and for me it's bein' the best
    The games like a bench presser, let me get it off my chest
    I'm a vet, but I ain't checkin' on the healthiness of any K-9s
    I'm giving you the news bitch, NBC dateline
    Hear me through the grapevine, murderin' tracks
    Leave you layin' in the bed where they do surgeries at
    I been the hottest dude under the sun
    Beatin' me? You got a better chance fuckin' a nun
    Fuck it I'm done, got my competition on the run
    Won't be happy till' I'm number one, deadly with the tongue
    Rap bandito doing' coke by the kilo
    The mad super villain is back, Magneto
    So bow down to me or get eaten like sushi
    So fuck you and have a great day, Yours truly

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