Hustlers & Hardcore

Yo check this out!
I'll puke eat and freak you
Battle, I'm too weeded to speak to
The only key that I see to defeat you
Would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you
And force feed you them both and on each feet is a cleat shoe
I lift you off your feet so fast with a round house
You'll think I pulled the fucking ground out from underneath you
I ain't no fucking g, I'm a cannibal
I ain't trying to shoot you, I'm trying to chop you into pieces and eat you
Rap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass
And have you with open gashes, strapped to a soakin matress
Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers
Fuck the planet until it spins on a broken axis