Lord Infamous - Author of Authors lyrics

BLAY! [Intro: Lord Infamous] 4x Scarecrow horrific Bloody pacific Koopsta the twisted hunter [Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca] Time to go back in school Slipped up and found my screws Koopsta all on the news Hey KK Supa Kool! I'm cooler than sonic bottle Tighter than (?) Me writin' hard to follows Knock them tricks out the water Y'all best to listen up This sh** gon' rip the club ... super dope Come also in dangerous I'm brighter than christmas socks Slicker than red fox A viper trapped in a box A present with double Glocks ... k** if they said trill ... down a field The murderous (?) chill I told I was stuck in traffic Blasted and caused the panic ... let 'em have it Don't f** with me goddammit ... where you are A king with no star The battle had just begun Shockin', now droppin' bombs Crow told me let 'em go Knowin' Koop ain't no joke Talkin' bout dope on the radio That trick must be the 5-0 I know [Hook: Ganksta Nip sample] 4x Sick-sick-sick in the head Bloodshed in a ant bed Want a new leg? Give me some needle and thread [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] BLAY! Lord is diabolical I'm runnin' down every obstacle You will end up in the hospital I'm gonna rip all of yo optical (Illusions) got my tools and I'm cruisin' for ballistic bruises Scarecrow is bad news n***as can't read me I make 'em alliteric fools Cartoon a** n***a boy It's like you f**in' animated Pump yo nuts on steroids Get on hard and get castrated Infamous trick and I'm seriously vicious Man I'm not just a musician I will not play with yo punka** I call the militia to go on a mission I be the meat cleaver And you be the f**in cadaver Mutilated body (?) and (?) this pasture Snotty noses, starving Stalking you out and I'm salivatin' Its so horrific commentators can't commentate it Crossin T's and dottin I's Everything is punctuated I won't back down (?) stop Until you get obliverated Underestimated, 5-0-5 a hailstorm b**h So your limbs is hangin' out Like some f**in' ornaments [Hook] [Verse 3: Koopsta Knicca] I came to set it off ... and they gon' fall (?) b**hes gangsta walk n***as shout "Break Da Law!" Rappers gone hate this song Y'all gonna love this song In order to get this done I rise up with king kong ... medic I be y'all get in panic You n***as so pathethic Like salad without lettuce (?) gon' get ya k**ed Go test 'em with Emmet Till How was your last meal? Sayin' sh**, poppin' pills ... club (?) get the boys ... 'round yo ... Someone's the (?) (?) have to (?) here have to Rappers they wanna battle My voice got flow master ... this shoot's gonna fail Right up yo a** b**h, ah duck it You wrong think you gone Keep this in the player b**h, b**h, b**h [Hook]