Unknown (Freestyle) Songtext

Listen, I've an itching to stick my shit in
rotation
Watch the competition cower cause ????
I'm always hungry; there's no nonsense
I wanna eat beats forever and a few MCs in the
process
My conquest is to rip through their head office
And construct a concise offer that'll continue
to counter the contents
I'm bored out of my mind all the time and
Can't find why I've never been able to fall in
line so
My proclamation for annihilation:
Take these whack kids, mix them with gas and
matches
Now
This is what will happen to you
Keep fuckin round, every time you rap all I
hear is
Blah duh duh, let the duh duh duh Stupid is as stupid does, now stupids fucked
and
Now
This is what will happen to you
Zodiac, underground rap killer
Where they at, come up with the rap filler
The time is now, we're breaking out our whack
filter
Like "HA"
I blow like a thermal detonator explodes
Across the Universe like John Lennon wrote
There will be no hesitation, I approached the
booth post-hasty
Aggressor, cant slow down what moves quicker
than fate
I fake nothin, I spill my guts in these raps
Take my twisted up insides and turn them out
for these wolf packs
A pack rat, I packed away everything that
could come back and haunt me
I live inside of a trap
I'm a snake in the grass, Adam and eve
I'm an apple I'm a macintosh, mac and PC
I'ma ball of gas and elements and overgrown
settlements
Ready to fuck your raps up so bad, you're
gonna say I was celibate
?? settle the eloquent and ??
Malevolent mastermind behind these beats,
they're not delicate
You should respect that I could dissect your
dialect and
Inject your intellect with microchips from
Initech
Now
This is what will happen to you
Keep fuckin round, every time you rap all I
hear is
Blah duh duh, let the duh duh duh
Stupid is as stupid does, now stupids fucked
and
Now
This is what will happen to you
Zodiac, underground rap killer
Where they at, come up with the rap filler
The time is now, we're breaking out our whack
filter
Like "HA"
We are the academy, the hierarchy of savagery
Takes more than a little bitter energy to
manage these
Thoughts and intuitions, it's the paranoid that
mixes it
Tries its hardest to destroy the boy that it sits
in
But somehow I prevailed, don't ask me how
There's still a couple things that I cant live
without
And that's beats, lyrics, pads, pens
Snare drums and 808's to make the fuckin
speaker bend
I send a message to throw your head in
different directions
Use your ego as a fuse, your crutch is my
weapon
Sling-blade, little degenerate ingrate
Soft from a young age, their love will always
disintegrate
And hate will stay and make its way through ya
And burrow into your heart until that's all
that's left to ya
Listen, I've regressed, I've tried my best
But the Zodiac will cut til there's no rappers


(Thanks to Boy—truth ade for these lyrics)