Trash Talk
Ah, yah
I hope you motherfuckers are ready for this
The Hawkman is rocking the track
There ain’t no turning back
Let’s kick this bitch
I’m the Hawkman, better recognize, understand?
I’m coming, ain’t no use running
Got the place surrounded with dope-ass beats
Gonna shake your booty right out your seat
Dropping science like Galileo in Pisa
Dropping punk bitches every time I squeeze a
round from my gat, I’m sick like that
I tear through the track like shit through a rat
Yo, that’s right, I’m a sure-shot player
Tear your ass up like the damn Terminator
Unstable like the isotope that resolves the fate
Of the theoretical cat in the hypothetical crate
Consider this a warning your first and last
I hit the scene, it’s like a bomb blast
I am become death, the destroyer of worlds, G.
The Hawkman cometh, and I’m bringing hell with me
The Hawkman cometh! The Hawkman cometh!
The Hawkman cometh! The Hawkman cometh!
My beatings are quantum, you’ll bleed 'fore I hit you
With my foot up in the hole that you shit through
Wanna fade my crew? You’d best go home
Or get a 5-plated 4-pound up in your dome
Some bitch PhD from MIT
Thought he’d build up his rep and step to me
I fucked him up quick, yo, lickety-split
Believe it, I’m the wrong professor to fuck wit
Think I give a fuck 'bout some MIT punk?
I got more funk than a road-kill skunk
You fuck with me, you best be insured
I’m a tripled threat bitch: young, gifted, and tenured
Consider this a warning your first and last
I hit the scene, it’s like a bomb blast
I am become death, the destroyer of worlds, G.
The Hawkman cometh, and I’m bringing hell with me
Trash Talk
Ah yeah, that’s right
The Hawkman motherfucking cometh
There’s a new sheriff in town, know what I’m sayin'?
Sucker MCs best watch their backs
True dat!
A’ight, I be outta here like Vladamir.
Peace!