Call it parkour but hardcore
 I make killing an art form
 death's cold taste
 sweet as carte d'or
 no need to start wars
 for a difference of opinion.
 Give me the name of your antagonist
 I'll stick them in the ribs
 because I'm an assassin
 one with a passion
 for innovative rapping
 dropping so fast
 you're probably having
 a problem to follow the captions
 I'm probably rapping backwards
 a scholar of latin
 with a master's in dispatching
 anybody that's hassling
 one of my customers
 I cuts them up
 and shuts them up
 in a casket
 what you've got to do is ask
 and then I'll have grabbed them
 and then stabbed them
 in the abdomen that minute
 and be finished with the killing
 before you've finished with asking!
 bird of prey
 with terminator's murder rate
 I'm serving plates of pain up
like a perverse buffet

 take you to the pearly gates
 I'll impersonate a passer-by;
 you wouldn't bat an eye
 until your circulations pacified,
 so practiced I couldn't
 count the crimes
 I've perpetrated
 how many spines
 of vertebrates
 I've snapped
 my raps travel through sound and time
 permeate
 through a nerd rapper's recitation
 to your earthly playlist

 So I'd say this was a revelation,
 a revelation