text: Verse 1 Gizmo:
  Slittin ya throatin silence
  Like tha predator Wouldn’t wish your death on my worst competitors
  I am the physical form of the reaper the dead body dealer they call me soulesss life editor
  Body Wet in blood
  LEFT IN PAINT
  Breaking necks
  If it don’t go my way
  I WAS BORN IN MUD
  I got no constraint
  Im King Kong
  You a bitch ass ape
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  Verse 2 Mavo:
  Better hit that eighth
  Bass break your face
  Laced up chasin rappers right up out of they chains
  Hop in ya bitch pop out and say thanks
  Can’t take that shit anymore it don’t bang
  Lil bitch
  Lil quick hit for the itch little this for the kids tryna trip in the whip nothing to it wat it is
  Sit thru it
  Scope zoom on ya lid
  Lil bitch
  Now you dеad lil bitch!
  Tell em!
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  Versе 3 Gizmo:
  Gizmo da gremlin mavo metaphysical
  Rappers leaching actin so parasitical
  Droppin copy cats we droppin a typical
  Put you on the map and now you not visible
  SHUT THE FUCK UP
  OR YOU LOSIN YO FUCKIN TEETH
  THATS HOW IM COMIN WHENEVER YOU
  FUCK WIT ME
  Cut out my VISION CUZ IF YOU IN FRONT OF ME EYES GUNNA OPEN IM GUTTIN YO FUCKIN SPLEEN
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  Interlude Gizmo:
  Yeah yeah yeah yeah you heard right bitch, I’m gunna open up ya stomach, cut ya spleen, and watch everything inside of you spill out... then smile!
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  Verse 4 Mavo:
  With a couple more digits da business is getting finished God invincible
  Flow despicable watch for the finisher one hit will put right em where they was meant to be
  Still cant compete
  64 gizmo aim for the teeth
  Stomp on the beat
  Like the head of police
  Swamp for the weed
  Better drop to ya kneees let it breathe
  Then Delete
  All yo shit obsolete they ain’t talking to me
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  Gizmo hook:
  2x
  What’s those sentences you slurrin out
  I heard by word a mouth you talk that shit so serve it out just Blurt it out
  You see me floatin on dis murder cloud
  See I can work it out
  No point in holdin back when I serve it out