Gundam Wing

Yeah, yeah
Urameshi, Urameshi
Who that nigga with a mask and a black metal blade
Trapped in his rap metal ways
Bad bitches back pedal they
Asked for the past several days
Viceroy Viceroy Noct
Might take a bat to your face
Might take you back to the grave
Might save a man from his fate
Death by killa with a lead pipe
Picturing your next life, visiting the west side
Villain and again
Die quicker if you test my niggas in revenge
I’m bitter in defense, I’m clever with a pen
Dye, hitting your appendi
Feel it in your stomach when I’m running through the next line oou
Boy I got the game in a headlock with a red dot pressed to it if you check my
mood
Lord spare ya from your share of the warfare
Born here it’s been four years since I’ve sworn peers
Formed here all be forewarned of my form, steer
Clear of the Eva’s, fear of the deus i mirror the angels
Before sheer rage
Nigga you can’t tell me shit
I done fucking turned trash to dope
And raps to gold
And cast i go past the mold
I haven’t showed a facet of practice so
Imagine if I had I’d be trapping souls like artillery
Kicking art till yo art tiller me
Telling me «don't» is in poor taste for ya, on me
Been that nigga since the fourth grade
Or I’m top three
First second and the fourth place, nigga dog please
I been extra since I read up all about you
And I saw that you was stepping to the god
All the rappers question, who gonna recommend with non getting messy
I bring automatic weapons to your mom
Heaven in a song
Hell if I said I was ruthless and you stepped to me you’d be stupid
Its Judas as you think your music is humid
As Lucifer moving through june
Untill you get the black metal
Yeah
Every show it look like heavy metal
Every show it look like heavy metal
Yeah
Every show it look like heavy metal
Every show it look like heavy metal