The mortal man is mortified Beef you ordered more then fries
Hand you a head like it landed on that quarter side
Lawyer named Mordecai said I'll get more than five Because my lines resemble doing time behind
Bars, hard, battle cry You know Nujabe hopping on rooftops
In tabi's hiding bodies in port-a-potties Killing must be a hobby, rise of the ronin
No warrior cloning, I be roaming like Ryu gotta barefoot
Opponents pass up them jewels, boom, day of atonement
Head scarf cut from a different cloth, they ain't bout it
I Harley doubt it, an MC like a biker gang The road king, I go to war dancing
Cause I'm sending God a soul train And yeah, I got a son on the way
So on sundown, you better have some money to pay
For them Dead Prez, I'm taking risks for niggas who ain't
It's adventure time, now you got us running from jake's
Ain't no punk fake, I keep a hundred guns in the safe
Black Kaiser, only called when it's something to take
If the concepts are the same, then whose story we telling
Brain motherf*cking doomed, stop ignoring the villain, nigga
This how It feel when Goliath got killed And the pebbles made him famous
Hit the alarm on that shit, make it vacant
Wasting the grim reaper's time, he's impatient
Wish me good luck, ain't no honor amongst thieves, so we living corrupt
Wish me good luck, ain't no honor amongst thieves
I was born a rebel, guitar riffs, cigar spliff's
Molotov, leave car lit, this what they call rich
Inflation got them being some air heads when they small fish
Leader of the mob, leave your jaw twist from these bald fists
You 6'4", thinking you hard, you just a tall bitch
Kaiju ate a building, now I'm bout to drop some hard shit
Train everyday, sword draws, slicing warhogs
Jump my gate, you Jezebel getting eaten by four dogs
Shorty a Skeeter, now you looking Doug funny, but
I'm a real monster, Sig Bench 320
Hey, Arnold don't got this type of artillery
Told her load, my mag, that's my way of being chivalry
Won't erase the past, I'm not a universal soldier
The way I respond, I send your ass to Malebolgia
Family outings, place the AR under the stroller
Full suited, niggas swear, I working for Cobra
I know you heard, y'all some dead cattle
Fed tattle on your tail, blood splatter
Two blades, I'm storm shadow
I'm the best huh duh, like a gold wing
Pressure gave me cold dreams
Well, alright
This how I feel when Goliath got killed
And the pebbles made him famous
Hit the alarm on that shit, make it vacant
Wasting the Grim Reaper's time, he's impatient
Wish me good luck, ain't no honor amongst thieves
So we living corrupt
Wish me good luck, ain't no honor amongst thieves
Now I give you that Black Kaiser shit
And I'ma put y'all in a small ditch
Cause y'all, that's where y'all about to be at