"Hotwife of Pi" Pi's a monster Pi's a beast Pi's a killer Pi's a serious writer that dont let up or release ever dare ya start the beef... ... "Hotwife of Pi" ... foot down on your throat rap now while your mouths full UK laws so no guns just a lyrical sword when the count comes swing once and feel the kings touch everything around null last thing that you hear through the crowd shouts is your mind going doubtful cold steel of my buster blade cuts clear through the loud talk Ill leave all of the legends that you love on the floor outlined in white chalk These bars have been hand forged so every stanzas a real kill Im the blacksmith with a language addiction and a full steel kiln and Im heating these raw ignot thoughts till the syllables glow brilliant listen to me hammering stress patterns flat on the anvil of rhythm bro Im folding multis inside of multis inside of multis inside of multis inside of multis like "what the fuck is this" bro this is the art of Damascus Linguistics ... Pshh come at me Pi dont need to worry about breath control, sunos my furnace fed by vengeance pull out a red hot line as my prisoner and start bending the fucking sentence these bullets aint led, theyre sylables sent spinning my words the weapon, sunos the system and every generation starts a killing trigger finger tongue twister wrapped in raw rizla sat smoking at your front window, hushed whispers Im coming with the blood sisters so run swifter from the hunt master, a blunt bastard that come winter is still dishing out fire and sun blisters till your skin start twitching... who needs guns when you can shoot a man down like this Thats one verse one hearse From one shot in the crowd like this Aint no brass on the floor just discarded drafts and scripts these lines will leave smoke exiting where his confidence lived man, the rhymes leave this chamber with ridiculous precision hollow point punchlines left lodged deep in the listener double time drumfire, nobody in this ring is surviving Pi's literature safeties off now so start the bitching and find out that this shits chambers packed with conviction, and cock back, launch facts through the fiction you hear gun bars and think violence but thats amateur business Nah, mine are manuscripts mechanised for pattern recognition my shots come with callbacks and these shells fire a reference each casualtys a dog badge because everybodys a sentence who needs guns when you can shoot a man down like this Thats one verse one hearse From one shot in the crowd like this Aint no brass on the floor just discarded drafts and scripts these lines will leave smoke exiting where his confidence lived who needs guns when you can shoot a man down like this mind full of ammunition and the cartridges lit not lead, just penetration as the target still hit Shit, watch your life disappear in the red mist "Hotwife of Pi" come with aggression Ill come with expression aimed for my chest Ill put a scope on a sentence and send that motherfucker with a long ranged message through your head, and Commit kill shots with quill strokes no ink drips from this S pen but shit, its still cold Get you name carved in my screen like a memorial headstone who needs guns when a artificial tongue can do damage like this put a man in a box with a well crafted diss a Killer With No Fingerprints left no witnesses exist just a crowd saying "fuck... did you hear what he did" who needs guns when you can shoot a man down like this Thats one verse one hearse From one shot in the crowd like this Aint no brass on the floor just discarded drafts and scripts these lines will leave smoke exiting where his confidence lived they want violence fine Ill provide it in writing turn a mic into a rifle and the lyrics starts flying vowels a projectile consonant slicing breath from my mind got a shotgun and licence bring a weapon I got vocabulary bring a shooter Ill bring an obituary come for the battle lets suno document history who needs guns when you can shoot a man down like this Thats one verse one hearse From one shot in the crowd like this who needs guns when you can shoot a man down like this Thats one verse one hearse From one shot in the crowd like this "Hotwife of Pi" © 2026 Hotwife of Pi. All rights reserved. All lyrics are original works written and published under the name Hotwife of Pi and are protected by applicable copyright law. No part of these lyrics may be copied, reproduced, republished, distributed, adapted, performed, recorded, transmitted, used for artificial intelligence or machine-learning training, or otherwise exploited, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from the copyright holder, except where permitted by law.
