[Verse 1: Croosh]
I'm a creature in your favorite Sci-shark feature/
Defeat whatever you throw at me, either/
It's the sick twisted, linguistic, dipstick/
On the miss listed, most mic k**er in existence/
Orga beams blasting from the shoulder region/
Seizing more legions during this season/
These heathens are gunna have a hard time breathing/
I can smell someone bleeding, It's the crew-neck crook thieving/
The lyrics I spew might have you believing/
That I'm someone I'm not, in that case I'm leaving/
It's hard to explain the stains I enforce on your brain/
This is gunna be one of those joints you need to retain/
Never been sane, unless it's super, I never refrain/
I'm the mega shark aerial when I take down planes/
Back once more, leftovers get washed ashore/
I got lost in war, don't get rocked my boy/
Plotted, allotted top slotted/
Hoping to venture from east to west getting spotted/
I nodded to the noble ones and knocked out/
I flattened some sober ones who said the were about/
That life, that fools say they represent/
I monopolize on that intent to a greater extent/
So basically if you're whack you get attacked/
The white Warren Sapp of rap dropping facts/
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[Verse 2: Cable Wraps]
A distant creature born out of Indian totem poles/
Soul captured and written and inscribed inside of Jehovah's scroll/
A behemoth beast from the pits of those men deceased/
A Demon looking for his way to peace or a fresh start at least/
The chief enters premises as the arch nemesis/
The devilish Reincarnation ba*tard shall level this/
A clenched fist, grips the tool, to amplify the gift/
Dirty teeth, a rotten human soul inside Hip-Hop exists/
The Megalodon hit the world into a blunder/
So the water grew and now Cable invades with hurricanes and thunder/
Apocalyptic wonders asunder the world in under 7 days/
I part the core to take all emcee lives away/
All relentless power dignified my lonely road/
And destined to manifest all that's left of your pathetic goals/
Godzilla is CruciaL, So I'll be King Kong/
The two savages to bring destruction in and be labeled Gods/
A structured mind that reformulates my evil side/
The end is now comin' so don't try, just prepare to die/
Write your pathetic lines, the quicker you'll be doomed/
My lyrics birth typhoons, monsoons and blow away the moon/
I swiped the sun from the sky/
Farted and froze hell, while my bars made the greatest of all angels cry/
I don't know if this is hard for you to comprehend/
I have fun destroying my pen/ (While you n***as eager to diss)