I'm not leaving til your dead

Listen up, you need to watch your bitch
And I don't mean a G-Shock on her wrist
Pussy what, you looking pissed like Ernie from Billy Madison
Or like them haters in my dungeon when I'm mad at them
I know you want me to lose
But this is the only path in front of me buddy, this ain't something I choose
I wish you'd pay as much attention to what you're writing
As you do to what I'm typing, I guess Facebook is enlightening
Thor's hammer ain't as strong as what it might seem
Made a pencil out that bitch, now everything I write is lightning
Excuse me Zeus-y you looking pussy
You seem like static compared to my electri-suty
Making up words, I'm just fuckin around
Like I'm banging a donut, I see you grubbing it now
Cuz you likeh the way my dick taste by the way I dictate
Lyrics this way, like a big blade to a sensei
I'm sicker than any sickness you bitches have ever witnessed
When I spit this its syphilis, Ebola, cancer, and vicious
To your senses, you're in danger can you sense it
When I said I wasn't leaving til you're dead, bitch I meant it

Murky Water