You took a wrong turn, when Hidden cook, the song burn
Tempest, torment, terrorize, whipping up a strong churn
Send the storm in, paralyze the enemies long term
Sentence formed from fury, write with energy that cause squirms
These fuckin' small worms, nothing more than paupers
King of Games, HiddenRoad, fuckin' shit up proper
You fuckin' with a monster, cadence of a mobster
Me and Illternal perform the same dark opera
Slay the lame imposters, El Chupacabra
Foaming at the mouth, slobber dripping down the jaw bruh
Don't give a fuck for Karma, eat it all up
Laugh while you starve, keeling over balled up
Feeling kind of awesome, flipping scripts on kicks
Snare hit like a bomb, yeah we rippin' in the mix
Triple six mentality, warp and bend reality
Like Shuge did to Ice, hang you off the fuckin' balcony

Walk up, acting funny, better back up from me
Hands off the package dummy, quick fast attack your buddy
You should probably study, go and get a real job
To long sleeping at your moms, you a real slob
Swagger of a street walker, status of a meat locker
Looking froze, sounds dribbling out your mouth like a beatboxer
Come and see the master, meet disaster
Guaranteed I beat the breaks off, lead you out to pasture