I M a G E Who He Be

I M A G E Excatly who he be The image of perfection No better yet destruction On the microphone Spontaneously come bustin Doing what he doin Cause to him this shit aint nothing I M A G E Excatly who he be The image of perfection No better yet destruction On the microphone Spontaneously come bustin Doing what he doin Cause to him this shit aint nothing I'm the image And I can bring back the thought That'll have your entire Fuckin mind frame Broken and lost You pay my cost You understand my price But then my life is nice I do what I do and I'm at your wedding Throwing grenades and rice Into the crowd I bring it down But I surround Your entire town Untill my sound Rips they soul from they mouth And heartless a sparkless darkness That will come across In a fashion That leaves your heart With a skipping Beat pace Fucked up I meat face, butt I leave the case And I trace the chalk outline You can't surround mine I am profound I Have the type of sound That makes my violence Surround through your fucking city And I'm cynical An individual that gets gritty But there's no-one else In the world you'll ever hear Thats as sick as me And this is guaranteed to just be I M A G E Excatly what he be The image of perfection No better yet destruction On the microphone Spontaneously come bustin Doing what he doin Cause to him it isn't nothing I M A G E Excatly who he be The image of perfection No better yet destruction On the microphone Spontaneously come bustin Doing what he doin Cause to him this shit aint nothing Yeah you know my name You know my game You know grind You know my ryme You know my time You know that I am Utterly divine And I will define you mind And I will divide the line As I rewind time With a tight slide grind I have a jack knife that I pack I Keep a mic in my back pocket as well But I realize I've descended From a land beyond hell And I will dwell within a cell No one ever found the key to But still I need you To understand I eat through the bricks I tear them with my fucking bare fists I'm not a terrorist But no one else's as rare as this And I can come with the type of spit That'll have your government in a DEFCON 4 What they con for But they've got more types of lies Than I've ever seen And my eyes Have traveled through time And I've realized everything from Moses's parting of the sea To the darkening Of the skys on day world war 3 Begins With a violent nuclear explosion I load a potion to the passion For the people that posted Upon the blocks to sell there rocks And slang there twats But I don't really give a f*ck Because I do it Weather you like it or not I'm the sickest that you ever heard And I'm quite disturbed And yes my words Are just a bunch of concepts Nouns and adverbs Double entendres I'm a monster