[Verse 1 - Concept Residue]
Spinal mutilation soon to be your invitation
Don't mess with me bro, you'll surely face eradication
Been known to incessantly induce intimidation
Better beware of this sick lyrical strangulation
Words cut so deep I cause verbal lacerations
Leave you bruised and left for dead, no identification
I spit acid, high hydrogen ion concentration
Metaphors rain down, heavy precipitation
My reputed writtens cause facial discoloration
Words invade your brain, lyrical infestation
Barbaric bars burn ya, ultraviolet radiation
Concept Residue, next number one sensation
I shake tectonic plates and cause an earthquake
My verses wake the dead while your rhymes sedate
Evacuation of this combat zone is not a mistake
Step forward, my friend, and gladly meet your fate
[Hook (x2) - Concept Residue]
(Oh) Better believe I'm bad as Beelzebub
(Oh) Extinguish verses like matches in tubs
(Oh) Destroy your rhymes so completely
I be working hard while these f**ers popping molly
[Verse 2 - Scally]
I'm working on my stuff since I was a young kid
I mean a young kid doesn't fit in the sh** cause
He needs a lot of practice
He needs a lot of words to fulfill the sk**
You have to feel it in your heart
Or it cannot incur
Fame is what I deserve
Respect is what I prefer
I spit the realest bars over instrumentals
Fundamental fact, call it continental talent
That's how I'm drilling myself to be the best
But I never had another chance, never had so many friends
Only pen and pad on my table and they never went
Psychopath on the track
That's the reason why
Psychos stab in my back
Never want to be a guy who stacks all his cash
Yeah I set in distress
Cause I'm f**ing depressed
On the way for success
Too much weight on my chest
Unless I rhyme, and when I die
It goes bye bye
This is my bequest
[Hook]