the rat

 fire prone like a match book if the rat scratch then he took the book

fukc why he better dukc fire retire cause he not destroying my empire

don't temp sire I'm not a simp nor pimp shots don't expire holes in your tire

shit flat your brain splaat it's like that fukc facts how we react time to attakc

born a makc but sold crack until I was too old then I started to rap

on tracks I snap to the point after a joint Id relax my swords id bring a my battle axe

melt candle wax the vandle I handle like he started a scandal facts

chilly avoid hoes that's silly eyes straight I'm going to be great  

my fate is that destruction I cause when I rap devasting pen papermate

cheddar chase about face clout I erase late to a date always looking to escape

if you retaliate the damn I prolly break and speak at your wake have it taped

 no one safe head missplaced done with so much grace elegant taste

if irrelevant in the room that's the elephant I'm who the devil sent his ace

game laced crime not trace cameras who seen my face say grace 

shells from hell shots I don't waste who catch a case snatch his race

lap his rap while he toe tap my foes are blown back or smakced 

head crack dead strapped the feds asked did he wear a mask no he snapped

the weeds near the trees is black packed with power the task burn his ass the rat