I gave you the marrow... I gave you the bone. Now I’m just taking back the throne. Look what you did. Look what you started. I gave you the marrow, the bone, and the throne of the home that I built with my blood, While you were out digging a hole in the garden and dragging my name through the mud. I was your anchor, your savior, the armor you wore in the heat of the fray, You were a cancer, a traitor, a vulture just waiting to throw it away. You’re faking the vows, I’m breaking ‘em now, I’m taking the crown back, I’m shaking the ground, making a sound, sending the final attack. You slept with a snake in the grass, now you’re waking up face in the glass, I’m erasing the past with a match and a gallon of gas and a lethal amount of this sass! I was the silence. I was the peace. I was the lamb… ‘til you let out the beast. Now the cage is open. The lock is broken. You cheated, now meet her—the monster, the creature, The feature film nightmare, the soul-eating teacher! I don’t need a tissue, I don’t have an issue, I’m a ballistic missile that’s bound to hit you! Every bar is a blade, every verse is a vendetta, You thought she was good? Well, the Bunnie is better! I’m a lyrical, cynical, miracle, hitting the pinnacle, picking the lock on your fate, You’re a typical, pitiful, hypocrite, miserable, literal parasite filling the plate. I’m slicing the cadence, I’m defying the patience, I’m radiating the hatred like nuclear stations, I’m done with the graces, I’m erasing the faces of everyone playing in secretive places! You tripped on your ego, you slipped on your lies, Now look at the venom that’s filling my eyes, I’m Godzilla stomping your city to bits, I’m the glitch in your system, the poison that hits! I’m faster, I’m meaner, I’m chemically cleaner, I’ll burn down the house and the whole damn arena! I was the silence. I was the peace. I was the lamb… ‘til you let out the beast. Now the cage is open. The lock is broken. You cheated, now meet her—the monster, the creature, The feature film nightmare, the soul-eating teacher! I don’t need a tissue, I don’t have an issue, I’m a ballistic missile that’s bound to hit you! Every bar is a blade, every verse is a vendetta, You thought she was good? Well, the Bunnie is better! Look at the ashes. They look like your promises. Thin… grey… And easy to blow away. I don’t seek closure, I seek the exposure, I’m losing composure and taking over, You’re lucky I’m rapping, you’re lucky it’s captions, and not a reaction of physical torture. I married the beat, I divorced all the pain, I’m washing your memory out with the rain, I’m lethal, I’m vocal, I’m going distal to local, You’re a broke little joke with a heart that is hollow. I survived you? No, I consumed you. I didn’t just leave... I entombed you. Next time you decide to stray... Make sure the woman you betray... Doesn't know how to weaponize the alphabet.
