Rugged War (Ohzu Freestyle)

It’s time to teach you niggas about this rap shit Filling caskets like a morticianer’s practice F*ck your local celebrity status My city filled up with madness Plenty niggas die in traffic watch your body I’m coming through with with my team around me A loaded 9mill And a girl that’s in love with violence You might get killed If you think I’m just anybody Construct a plan to steal And my shooters drill a whole in your medulla Soul searching head on fire I’m the ghost rider Pussy nigga you should retire or get a ghost writer Spitting that heavenly flow that burn like hell fire Bout to erupt I feel like a volcanic island We move with the same methods as wu My oldhead was a chef wasn’t inspecting the food Them bastards turn you to a ghost The got dirty tools They make rza sounds as they cutting through you God made me to a killer and a genius to I done mastered the art I’m like sun tzu more Jekyll and Hyde I got a scope I’m suggesting you hide I’m in the bm with a legend on the passenger side And since a child she had weapons She was destined to ride She a survivor got a dagger tucked clinching her thigh The reaper offered me a job I’m a killer for hire Better protect your esophagus or burn in the fire Got the beat from Hank McCoy he a fucking beast Got some knives on me feeing like wolverine Show me my opponent I hit them with a lightning beam flow mean i can bring a storm to the rival team I done rose from the fire Phoenix blood in my genes Got me feeling like Scott when I’m aiming the beam All summer I’m delivering that fucking heat Cause I’m the X factor you can’t f*ck with me Just bought a cz to make you see Zs Yea that’s a deep sleep No time to drop You 6ft Your body rot on the backstreet Your blood stains on crime scene It’s graphic and nasty Y’all be begging for crumbs But a slice don’t make me happy I need the whole food like I’m the black John Mackey I wish you would stop capping You niggas is not captains I can send a torpedo and sink your titanic My anger is not managed Might kill a bystander If he make a comparison Shawty whipping up a sandwich Got the mayo interior You know you inferior Your favs do to If they don’t I swear they can die with you See this a global warning I’m hotter than global warming Cooking up the beat Then I finishing grilling my opponent Boil the competition Setting traps for all the rodents Swinging a machete in the grass I’m a fucking poacher Pocket full of snake heads Body leaking Might see the penitentiary By the weekend Mug shot I be smiling I killed a rapper Sent the team to go clip him Like Steve Ballmer I got excited See I’m higher than a pilot smoking jet fuel At an altitude that won’t let the fucking jet move Man I’m hotter than some mother fucking sun flares during an eclipse Blind a nigga for a brief stare Ohzu