Negativity At It’s Finest

Yo I hate judge talk shit discourage amecative <-(?)
Basically the realest mothafucka that ever lived
I never did give a fuck about a dead cop
Fuck you, you chose that job, I hope you get shot
I'll cross a bridge with my army, and then I'll watch it burn
You can't follow me, you can't harm me, so I'm not concerned
You got a lot to learn, my pen parts pages
Your belief system is that of a serpent in dark ages
You work the gate, protect his castle, and that's a joke
I'm in the trenches loading boulders into catapults
So play the cards you were dealt, I'll pull those
And expose all you fuckin' sheep dressed in wolves clothes
Bulldoze whatever you thought you were constructing down
Behead the king and burn his castle to the fuckin' ground
I'll build my own shit, with my bare hands
I'm not like you, I used to blow dust like air cans
And if you're a man, then there's a fair chance
That you're gay if you spend more than fifty dollars on a pair of pants
Yeah I'm talkin' to you, so you can press eject
This ain't for you, it's for the dudes that aren't offended yet
I get respect in the places that I want respect
You want respect but get the chain ripped off your neck
I'm often slept on, but I won't wait for death to fall off
I'll knock him off the spot so I can get on
Step back or get stepped on, let's get it on
I'll hit you with the impact of Mega-Trons metal arms
Set alarms, drink coffee, wake the fuck up or get woken
In the hospital with your head broken
Whatever you smokin' you overdosing on
'Cause I wasn't even angry when I wrote this song
Holding on to the great edge of insanity
I'm only savage 'cause I have to be, and that's my Shakespearian tragedy
Fuck your 16's, I'm nice with pens so
I'll drop a fuckin' 64 like Nintendo
Bent like Henzo Gracie in a rubberguard
Talkin' to myself like I'ma drop this fuckin' card <--(?)
And I don't care if I'm the under card, or the main event
You promoters better hit me off, so I can pay the rent
Through me some change, and I ain't talkin' about droppin' dimes
Or I'll put a bandanna over your eyes, and fuckin' rob you blind
You're not gonna find an emcee much better than this
The producer's beats the sick, and swings two veteran fists
In bed with the chick that you wouldn't have the balls to talk to
Rockin' shows ?? in a neighborhood you'd be afraid to walk thru
I hang with dicks, like balls do
And I ain't tryin' to get low, get low 'cause I'm to fuckin' tall to
Plus my camp is iller than your crew, and that's a fact
Whether it's punchlines, deep songs, or battle raps
Basically this is how to rap, so take notes
I don't quote cats, I make quotes and say dope shit
You can't fix what ain't broke
I'm broke, but work fine and girls wanna fuck me 'cause I make words rhyme
Snap a serpents spine
You better let all my competitors know my veteran flow gets better with every show
So let everyone know that I'm the next one to blow
'Cause I'm one of the few rappers that can say check my record, it's dope
I'm at the end of my rope, holding my last straw
Smash y'all with a fist full of hate to break your glass jaw
I'm past war, this is total annihilation now
I'm like the band that just finished their set, how I break it down
The definition of the basement sound is so real
That's why I sell more records than you, and I have no deal
No promoter, no security, no manager
Nightwalker, the illest mothafucka on planet Earth

64 bars!!