Axe Kick Video (MV)

Flow like Dracula,
Fangs macking immaculate,
March to the beat of my own snare,
And knuckles cracking,
Ardently heartless,
The darkest rapscallion,
The silly scallywag dastardly dilly dallying,
Constantly hit em with tongue twisters to the drum rhythm,
I zigzag exactly to the demise of the competition,
Serial monogamist,
Hugging on my bad bitch,
Also like Andy,
Kyokushin with an axe kick,
Or Arman,
In Charlie's guard,
Dropping bombs,
Ain't a point fighter,
I tap em out,
While keeping calm,
Will-i-am
Word to my mom,
Gave me my name,
And the brain that writes these songs,
Sound the alarm,
Ima rock it till the cash gone,
Stupid fly from the satin jacket to the ascot,
What your ass got?
I.O.U's and you own nothing,
Filler songs less substantive than turkey stuffing,
Take off the gloves fore' you're carried on a gurney,
Snuck in full of heart,
And made off like Bernie,
Akiyama,
Leave the competition burning,
Or roll like Rhaegar,
Win the whole tourney,
At any cadence,
I'm dangerous for pages,
Poking holes like a sabre into the hearts of these plagiarists,
The favorite,
Strong like a fragrance,
Ain't a genius but lyrics far from brainless,
Who wrote what for who?
I stand on my own pen,
It's mightier than swords,
To those who bother listening,
Game, set, match
Foul and flagrant,
Way I'm up in these heads,
You'd think I should pay rent,