Pure Doze - Keep It Raw (DJ Coach One remix) lyrics

[Rated R] I'm the mothaf**ing antichrist, demon on the mic I'll terrorize your dreams like I'm Freddy when you sleep at night You're like a retard that can't speak or read or write Your flow is like a beat up snatch, you can't seem to keep it tight I'll make you see the light that's shining from the ambulance You're dead on arrival, with no survival, never had a chance You f*ggots ice grilling me, you never should've had a glance I live by the sword and I'ma stab it through your Adam's apps These ain't no corny battle raps, they're guaranteed promises You'll have to hide your wife and kids and stay at where your momma lives If you decide to f** with me I'll have to dump a couple g's To get you wetted leave you beheaded that's right you'll f**ing bleed I've had it with these punk emcees, you'll never spar with Rated R You ain't up on my pedigree so fall on back and play your parts This ain't no Pop sh** homie I ain't into breaking hearts I'll crush your puny skull while I break it down into shards [Tabs] I came to say that I stay with Spartans And we pave the way like the f**ing highway department Anytime of day we're marching, we come to brawl so f** y'all I'ma get my shotty and catch a body like a trust fall To say you s** balls is an understatement The fact you ain't suffocating is just amazing Enough said, time for bloodshed cuz nothing changes So if you want to bu*t heads I'll headbu*t your f**ing face in f** you and the cowards with you that they're hard We like Olympic power, lift is the way that we raise the bar I'll leave these f**ers razor scarred When I carve Grim, Tabs and Rated R in the face of an A&R I'm taking charge licking shots at your damn facade When I spit raps here like you were b**h slapped by the hands of God C'mon man you think you beefing with that half step Then you got problems on your hand like cheating on a math test [Pure Doze] *On the remix version Zu stark abgef**t Das herz schlägt im takt Ba** staub tanzt auf den boxen Alles im lack Ich bin abseits vom leben wenn der hammer fällt Tief luft hol'n untertauchen in die drama welt Gedanken seelenstrip in meinem kopf is patchwork Baue mir das leben stein auf stein – social network Ich stehe unter druck napalm orange montana Suche den bu*ton weiterleben oder nirvana Ich brems ich bleib nicht steh'n Siehst du wie die räder sich dreh'n Im teufelskreis pack das nicht an das ist heiss Ich skippe weiter der beat klngt gut für'n rapper mann Ich skippe weiter der rapper fängt an zu rappen an In dem moment in dem ich ein' rhyme gebaut hab' Ist mir doch klar da** du mir ein' rhyme geklaut hast So hör ich alben in sekundenschnelle alles kack Geb mir menace brooklyn zoo oder lakmann What a blood clot [Grim] Disturbed like Nick Berg, I'm beheading you slow d**h is what your mothaf**ing destiny holds Flop your lips like the best on the globe Til I come dropping sh** like head on the bowl I'll sever your throats, run on your boulevard Pulling cards like Remy LeBeau, step on my toes Get a stabbing worse than Caesar received by the senator throne Grim's spoken, leave you with your chin broken Two straps like the Warrior when he pinned Hogan Your clique folding, stomachs ripped open In a puddle of your own blood is where you sit hoping Provoking Pesci the goon, you must want to get me in a terrible mood Like Confederates take it to the men in the blue And the mothaf**ing president elected to rule