Crisis - Beware lyrics

(Verse 1) Well its the sinister horrific ballistic spitter Coming at you how disasters move attack your crew pedophiles get jitters Im Sicker hit you how i deliver fists at female critters Not an animal abuser Not Tryna confuse ya Cause this game still full of b**hes so i play real With the dogg pound business a ninja the snitch ill stich ya Midnight drifter should i k** her Or steal her thousands words worth of pictures but f** it im a k**er So cold makes my soul shiver Chris the clit ripper No ones as slick when his lips the perfect mixture Ryhtm to im pimpin a tricks to fix ya Mr linguistic trickster of rap Some better cut the crap dangling from your a** with ya wack raps with a pair of scissors Im a juggernaut ill slug em watch Glocks hot to jugular spots As your molecular rots s**er utter this in your thoughts Like Eminem drops Infinite full credit recognize me Ill run your brain around the block to jog your forgotten memory Im not the apple nor the seed im just rotten from the tree From the bottom of my feet you can call it how you see But only god can abolish me but (Hook)(4x) i gave you fair warning Beware (Verse 2) Honestly with all my modesty i f** apologies with sodomy Knowledge and psychology im craving like starving poverty Im on the heat on the property of streets The prophecy be no quality of quantity Just an object astronomically Anonymous psychotic monstrosity i gave you fair warning from the morning origin Now your longevity expectancy was shorten Hope is hopeless im Moses chosen by God dawg Hold your noses cause they frozen my soul cold and it still won't dissolve Cause im self thrown so well known as hell's own rawest of the raw Cops tryna throw me on the law they full of sh** when duty calls Truly im choosing to talk Better hold your words or loose your prooving balls Through these jaws Come out loud im the underdog that barks for miles so foul As i walk around town off-caught like an OJ's trial Haters on papers ill pile up in 9 crowds i k** in acres like the west nile problem The diabolical product im not a not an optional Dali Lahma just call my particle constable with the unliscenable 'sona my rifle caught up I cough up flesh like cannibals Expect rational logic optical symbolic Hand gestures the texture of my middle finger acknowledges i promise straight to your ancestors and beyond screw your page I flip the script matter of fact you belong in the garbage with the others i rip Your too common im the nook atomic as i blow you fools electronics when i spit (Hook) (3X) i gave you fair warning beware Beware...