Caged Between Hostility - Aftermath lyrics

[Verse 1] I'ma bout to finish like Scorpion from Mortal Kombat Slice and dice on your a**, I'ma bout to snap My flow is so hot, it broke the f**ing thermostat Why do you think I can't rap, my bars are so lethal it will leave a mess and vanish faster than that cat in the hat Who's the p**y now Turn my music up higher than that loud I can't be quiet, d**h comes out one ear and your burial outta the other Hip-Hop's full of f**ers just like they damn mothers I'm on a brutal rampage, watch me unleash all my rage, i'm an open book don't turn the f**ing page Cause i'll stomp all over you like a god damn parade I'm delivering that punch, watch out for the line Cause once i'm finished with you, i'm f**ing your b**h from behind This games more of a circus than a joke, i'm running out of time [Hook] Dismantle the beat till it is demolished And speak at it's funeral how ironic A lot of you rappers are f**ing fake Get off my dick and go rape Drake I'm punishing every single rapper in my path They're feeling my weapon of unholy wrath Prepare for the aftermath of a hip-hop psychopath [Verse 2] I'm spitting this sh** right off the dome I didn't find anything i'm spitting on Google Chrome If you think you're better than me, go ahead and try me I'll humiliate you so bad you'll be in a hospital bed with an IV I'll light this game up like a Christmas tree Cut Santa Claus' head off and have Meek Mill be that one and only elf That Nicki decided to put on shelf It's my naughty piece of meat now b**h, go find Quentin Miller and s** Drake's dick My hotline blings now b**h, i'm about to shock Hip-Hop by turning on the switch I'm ready to flip the script Spit fire on a trampoline and make it flip Spit on a producers beat and slaughter that b**h Blow up legs so the only thing that you can do is crawl While you overdose on a bottle of Aderol Once we go face-to-face i'll slice you up like Leatherface Lick the blades of the chainsaw and tie his sorry a** to a crucifix If Young Metro don't shoot you, I will You ain't gonna have a Future cause Ciara found out you were making Dirty Sprite your one and only b**h I-m-a f-u-c-k u-p w-h-a-t-s left of ya Let's play a game like Jigsaw Take your eye out like i'm on block 1738 And have Fetty sing a different tune "Why am I so gay" Mock your style cause the illuminati took your eye away You stupid human pyramid, when you rap you sound like your on a gigantic period Shove Monty straight up your a** and show the real 'Trap Queen' Hip-Hop hoooo f**ing ray [Hook] [Verse 3] As you stand around talking that your life is all of that Slim Jesus hides in the corner having a deadly heart attack You don't g**n sh**, you ain't even have a taste of that Dewey's retarded brother, devil baby on crack You can't even rap, your more of a p**y than my f**ing cat Your pathetic, your sh**, you s** a lot of dicks Your father's an addict and your mother called it quits I just went there, oh sh** It's a cold world when you sold your soul and the devil refused to become your b**h I'm here to take what's mine If you step to me you'll explode like a land mine If you don't know me, I'ma military grade lyricist My words are weapons, they're more lethal than my fists I'ma shoot those bullets backwards, it's deadly ever after Your a bunch of hypocrites and egotistical ba*tards I don't know how you consider yourselves as rappers I've been lifting hip-hop on my shoulders, my back hurts Again and again, it's gonna be the same sh** again But it's on a different day, where the sun doesn't shine and you f**ers hibernating until the beginning of May