HEiST - Hang up the Mic lyrics

[Verse 1: Jamesberg] My left pupil reflect the four horseman of the apocalypse My right children of the corn with ah crucifix made of onyx Knew they was upon us Walking around trying to look anonymous Left one dead in the most preposterous position Need ah calligraphy pen to trace the body parts listen I'm ah Beastie Boy like mca Adam yauch ain't die he died his hair back to blonde slim Shut the f** up get the f** out of here Yo Dre give me a funky a** base line yea I'm lifting restrictions from b**hes Stripping em naked like ah boa my dick constricting Nah I ain't dangerous I'm an angel dust for prints after you get choked and f**ed The mic u need to hang it up I'm like a demon possessed Mcs don't wanna exercise with me feel palpitations in their chest No contest this boys an emo f*g like morrissey I see right through this whole control controversy It's like six degrees of separation Kurupt as Kevin bacon for this h*mo kendrick in his basement More or less stated that's another angle sh** just reeks in every direction like ah stank ho I'm ole school kangol call me George f**ing gervin Roll up jay in ah brown cashmere knock off persion After ah shot of bourbon I'm esiason like boomer Hock flim on your album that's one nasty a** Luger Claw my way to the top like Fred Krueger Not right now I got am oblon gations in my medulla Say I don't need no crystal ball Eat right through this b**h like acid in your skull [Verse 2: HEiST] Down in my dungeon You really think anyone can Hear your heart thumping over my beats ba** bumping Like frogger ho go on and try to dodge my swift water flow but we both know that you'll eventually get to jumping See I got stalker tendencies Ill walk up to Enemies Slaying drag queens Who claim to be Mcs Versace swag f*gs vs the demons in their white tees Got a soul for this game go head take it to pay the fees Ima lose control cause I gotta relentless itch To call you out for being a talentless b**h Get a trail of stars to beat you can call me Chris And this is me calm imagine if I was pissed Id be getting all my weapons loaded and prepped to go huntin Anyone who's buzzing every single c*nt and everyone who's frontin Pop shots At pop stars Or rig bombs in their cars Or hit you so hard the birds round your head will see stars k** Every one on the top billboards slowly and methodically Make an anatomy experiment out of their body String together cut outs of artists inspire dark creations Keep track of their where abouts and their next show locations Drop their ratings with this gah damn mic I'm embracing Tasting the bloody bite exceeding every single expectation Say Kendrick raised the bar b**h can't even lift a stool My flow my beats my sheets will drown him in his own f**ing swimming pool Mcs don't have the sk** or cla** to attend my rap school Freestyle when I slaughter running on unleaded dap fuel Ima get me Kendall Jenner Bang her up more than the fender Of Stevie wonders sentra Make u glad that I met cha Grab my Smith and Wesson End this current Simplicity session New verse construction through Misery and Aggression Rage of a dike on her period going in on the strike When I spit the temps spike I'm practically melting the mic