Netcees - Swag & Flow King, kiss the dagger-skull ring...

There's no seeing the God... I'm like a lone, feasting piranha when a boat sinks into water
Lettin' throats bleed as I slaughter your whole team in the fog like a Prometheus monster
Emperor of Egypt with the severed heads of kings, needle full of heroin and ether...
Pharaoh with the wings of a seraphim, burried underneath the Pyramids of Giza
Get split to the dark meat 'til you're missin' a heartbeat when bit by this shark's teeth
I'll pick you apart,
Then I'm sippin' Bacardi in the Ferrari with piff in a jar and a Swisher cigar hid in the car seat
My bitch keeps a razor stashed inside her make-up bag
And looks like Stacey Dash when she shakes her ass in a grey and black Raiders hat
Get hypnotized by her lip gloss and the pink bra strap she's in...
Feel the rush of cocaine up in your veins, 'cause I even got her fuckin' with Yay like Kim Kardashian
The Iceman grippin' a Mr. Freeze, you bitches can kiss the ring
Blitz you like a blizzard or winter breeze with a Richard Kuklinkski steez
The fearless Lord with Gears of War, I'm fierce as Thor with them gats
Prepare the coroner...
Then pierce your core with a pair of swords sharp as the spears in Scorpion's hands
Master Chief with a scope on the plasma beam
And loadin' a magazine in a cloak with the dagger-piece I stole from Assassin's Creed
A masked sniper when slugs transpire, my jaw's cast iron and brass-wired shut
The story you hear around campfires... I was baptized in a tub full of Vampire blood
Give you a Deathblow like the Deftones, in retro Jordans
Ectomorph with a custom Tec gripped; get Your Fuckin' Head Split like a Necro chorus...
Ayo, I think I've lost my mind - Chris Benoit in the dark with ninja stars and knives
Your wife pregnant with twins, I'll make sure that bitch is sodomized...
Start shootin' shit up like them kids from Columbine and go down for committing a triple homicide
Wield scimitars the size of the Minotaur, the Mossberg causes constant carnage...
But I only hear music when that shotgun's sparkin' like Alex in Clockwork Orange
Break bones and smash 'em to a Beethoven classic
Get your frame blown to ashes when my flame-thrower's blastin'
The waviest spittin', with a razor blade hidded in a Patriots fitted
Shankin' you with it, prayin' with witches while covered in your blood like a Pagan tradition
Crazed and sadistic Satanist sinnin', I can change an Athiest's ways in an instant...
Put a gauge to their ribs that'll make 'em religious and have 'em praisin' an image like ancient Egyptians
Or I can destroy the faith of a Christian, same shotgun, have 'em taped in their kitchen...
Tell 'em, "let's see if God saves you", wait... then blow their brains on the dishes
Have body parts and organs missin' like Dahmer, it's contortionistic
I'm haunted by the tortured infants slaughtered by abortion clinics
Keep calm because a storm has risen, the gods were born and formed a vision
So I'm throwin' tomahawks with pure precision to conquer wars in forty mintues
... And ya'll ain't got the guts to challenge me
I'm ridin' with enough choppers to rival the whole Sons Of Anarchy
Let the crows pick at your carcass after chrome triggers are claw-gripped
Skull split, then thrown into a coffin 'cause I shoot 'til your soul lifts and Olympus Has Fallen
The GOAT Christopher Wallace, brandishin' swords and hammer of Thor
Got a passion for war; shatter your corpse when it's slammed through the floor... Randy Couture
September 6th, a savage was born
Leave your mandible torn 'cause I'm a fuckin' BEAST in the scene... animal porn