[Verse]
Call it parkour but hardcore, I make killing an art form
Death's cold taste, sweet as carte d'or
No need to start wars for a difference of opinion
Give me the name of your antagonist, I'll stick 'em in the ribs
Because I'm an assassin, one with a passion
For innovative rapping, dropping so fast
You're probably having a problem to follow the captions
I'm so ahead of my time, I'm probably rapping backwards
A scholar of Latin with a master's in dispatching
Anybody that's hassling one of my customers
I cuts 'em up and shuts 'em up
In a casket, what you've got to do is ask
And then I'll have grabbed them and then stabbed them
In the abdomen that minute and be finished with the killing
Before you've finished with asking
A bird of prey with Terminator's murder rate
I'm serving plates of pain up like a perverse buffet
I'll take you to the pearly gates, I'll impersonate a passer-by
You wouldn't bat an eye until your circulations pacified
So practiced, I couldn't count the crimes
I've perpetrated how many spines
Or vertebrates I've snapped
My raps travel through sound and time
Reverberate through generations, permeate
My serenade regurgitated through a nerd rapper's recitation
To your earthly playlist
[Hook]
So I'd say this was a revelation
A revelation