[Verse 1]
Round 2, I'mma hop up on this instrumental
I started the last cypher like this, so I guess I'm mental
I put in work all year, who else is on my level
Dropped a pair of projects, I'll never disappear
I'm tryna get mine here, this is my motivation
Tryna out-do every year with no affiliations
So that no one gets the chance to claim, that they made this happen
They tried to play me, but my name is not Madden
Uh, the indiscriminate, vigilant, militant, evil villain is here
I'm here to educate your thoughts, so open your ears
Let me enter your fears
I'll leave you feeling super buzzed like we drank us some beers
Uh, that's a mouthful, lemme catch my breath
But as soon as I inhale, your girl offers her breast
I don't know what for, but I'll take it, what's next?
I'm slaying left and right, welcome to my slaughterhouse
I'm serving rappers up, no dining in, just taking out
I cause mayhem on these beats, I'm a savage
Rhymes will hit you back like collateral damage
I'm a "Lil Crazed" so I've been known to cause "Famine"
And I send rappers to my Slaughterhouse when they think they hammin'
Yo, you really think your album bumping?
Check the iPod, I have Taylor Swift jammin'
Carly Rae is next, followed by T-Pain
Man, your music s**s, get some tips from Lil Wayne
You getting dismembered like your clique just broke up
You getting lit up like a Bic if you speak up
I'm going hard in the paint, call up van Gogh
You saying you a beast, just call me Vick, dog
Cuz you're a victim, just like tax fraud
You about lose money like a bank job
All you clown rappers, you've been fair-warned
You try to come at me slick, you'll get your head torn
Cuz for Christ's sake, better hope I leave you in a daze
Cuz if worst comes to worst, I'll put you in a grave
Going hard on them beats, that is my occupation
It only comes second when I get to fornication
This one's on the house, compliments to the chef
Round 2 is done, someone bring up Round tres
Young