[Komikz]

Yo, fuck sayin I'm wack, I'm gettin mad again/
fuck anger management, I got grey hairs, I need stress-management/
and when my punches connect to ya dome, you are the "one"/
leavin u lookin like ²²²²²'s on ²²²²²²²²²²²/
and Fat-Hoes, are not the Don, no not Fat-Joe/
got me rockin black-clothes, stab ya face, and steal ya dro/
but for the real flow, I destroy these wack fags, in battle raps/
this is just facts, so don't adjust-facts, cuz I lust-rap/
I murder-kat, who never heard of rap, I slap a kat/
so fuckin hard I snapped his garter-back/
and don't be mad I use words u dunno, I crush flows in tracks/
I blast fags in tactical acts, like galatic wars, hardcore glock-squeeze/
fuckin with Komikz, you need a army to stop-me/
drop to shots to ya body, like Gotti, yea Irv's brotha/
but you never hard-of another rapper as tougha/
fuck-her than then slap the shit outa her after I love-her/
these motherfuckers doubt me, and MaliciousChic/
I murder these kats with quick Vicious-slits/
to the wrist, or neck, hips to head, ribs get shot with the tech/
I don't give a fuck who's next, I aint just nice in text/
catch me up on the mic, I murder you no lies, like/
my styles vile in freestyles, I murder these wack white-guys/
I aint racist, I just hate-this, and these wack emcee's/
opposition and oppression? please/
I dquash ²²²²²'s like flea's, or dirty jeans/
murkin white boys in Polo Fleece, do you notice thse rhymes I disperse/
I make it worse for each verse to get better/
whether or not I'm ever gonna get better, I murder these clever...ly/
I'm never thee emcee to not catch a topic, I murder shit bionic/
I got murderous knowledge in logic, the names "Komikz"/
cuz I'm sick, I stab in bed-spreads, comics or fuckin, I stay "rapped-up/
I blast-the lyrikal talent like mic play, I might be the illest, and if you feel-this dont hate/