THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[sral]

I got bars to spit, better just run from the slaughter
as they're like an armoured Chimera coming toward ya
if theres blood in the water, I'm Jaws with its teeth out
go for the juggular always then i'm hauling you deep down
to the murkiest depths next to davey Jones' locker
no search party rescue could save this show stopper
i break your bones from the limb, muscle and sinew
take it home as a gift the minute blood has been in view
the fun just continues, i'm a beast as big as Meg
w/ eyes looking to bring you as a feast of bitten flesh
the evilness inherent in my cold eyes as i stare
you'll see it in the end, when you've no time to prepare
i'll fly through the air like Megashark with that 747
one bite and you'll barely survive to mek the call brethren...