Produced by Unknown...Written/Performed by DZK,Unknown, and MicP
Lyrics
Mic's Verse
Im the sickest emcee you'll ever meet walkin the streets/
with a gray cloak on with a black fitted, number 3
3 victims tonight, im ready to slice the night, with sharp knives/
polished to blind innocent eyes, and ta take lives
Simply realized im upstoppable with this blade/
swingin like axles rotating on 6 skates
Try to debate whether you can take me one on one/
That shit aint happenin, like mike jack getting some tongue
Im crazy, lyrically, but also mentally/
Stabbin an emcee, with enough force to kill they're wifes seed/
So i might be psycotic, with a flow where u cant stop it/
Glue ya sons head n ya hands you u wont drop it
Evidence remains microscopic on this topic/
Mantle ya head ona stick, n then call it symbolic
So to me, prove what, the unbeatable flow ? /
I got enough saliva, to erode both ya elbows
Yo i collect skullz, n use em as smoking bowls/
Wearing human skins, and call it mira-c(lothes)als
Fucked up in the head is me, im unexplainable/
Call me ed gein, cuz im eating outta ya manible