Dope D.O.D. - Evil lyrics

[Verse 1: Dopey Rotten] Who instigated this hardcore revival? No career, you can focus on survival Never competition if you wiped out your rivals I'm homicidal, here to k** your idols My urges are primal, the outcome is spinal The smell of fear is frightful, it's so delightful We don't got fans, got the cyborg Your hype's dying (dying), it's a downward spiral If I was you I'd blow my own head off, suicidal Underground's finest we claiming the title Sixteen bar recital my ways are tribal Dope D.O.D here to break the cycle With vital, be mindful, even more careful I got my hands full, your end will be painful You can't match what we bring to the table You're not capable [Verse 2: Skitz Vicious] I gotta get something off my chest It's the blood from the last dumb rapper that crossed my path Ghost town on the map, follow the compa** I'm the nihilist that will cut off your Johnson f**ing Nicki Minaj without the condom We run the train on her, in London, in a dungeon It's time Kanye West came out the closet So I can punch him right back inside and lock it I'm like f** it, who wanted huh? My sh**'s so disgusting you break down to vomit Watch me plummet, into the mosh pit And stomp kids to d**h at my concert Bow down to the Duo of Darkness and Dope kid Mr. Freeze holds MC's with a cold grip My flow just, splits oceans wide open The sh** is nothing short from mind-blowing Rappers get b**h-slapped for every rhyme stolen And left in wheelchairs with their spine broken We'll get Jay Reaper to force J. Bieber (Come here!) To inhale ether during his hate fever Let it be known Hip-Hop don't accept you So, those that f** up, or hit, we'll come wreck you When a battle you know where to find me I roll with the mighty, behold the grimy, whitey [Hook 2x] All you people See no evil Hear no evil Speak no evil Dope D.O.D will Eat you, legal Eat your ego See your see-through [Verse 3: Jay Reaper] Chase down for justice, I bust 'cuz I love this f** n***as up make their pus drip like mustard Cut short like custard We cousins are custom to cunningly crush, any c*nt like a husband Spit fire, mad n***a with a sick science My fists high and I bust lips of big liars I'm the reason why your b**h crying I'm the cause of the riot while your sh**'s silent, punk Let me toss another young one, right into the sun Anyone who want some of the c*nts done I conundrum I see your f**ing with the one that's pretty dumb son Electrify 'em with a stun gun for ransom I'm so super fantastic, matching sungla**es The ba*tard cat's acid A cla** act like bats, you a bad actor A half a**-crack bad-back back snap [Hook 2x]