[Verse] Livid dropping gangstas', words so scary, Tongue flipping bars, just like Dirty Harry. Eyes focused, heart colder than a freezer, Spitting fire hotter than a midday teaser. [Verse 2] In the alley bustin’ myths, call it urban science, Gobbledygook spitter with rebel defiance. Brick walls cracking from the echoes of his groove, Livid walks through, like he’s straight outta a tomb. [Chorus] Livid on the mic, twisting up a fable, Silver tongue sharper than a chef’s best saber. Words bouncin' off, make ya feel like rubber, He’s a street king, lyrics making suckas shudder. [Bridge] Random chatter, but it hits like a truck, Know he’s coming through when you’re out of luck. Dust in the wind, his bars the abrasion, Leaving MCs in a stammering daze, pure sensation. [Verse 3] Livid’s vibe cracked, paradox full blast, Rhyming in circles, never coming last. Mouthpiece loaded, bullets be metaphors, Line after line, jukebox opened doors. [Verse 4] Concrete jungle hero, syllables cruising, Mind set on winning, no room for losing. From shadows he emerged, a linguistic magician, Livid’s words hit harder, ultimate ambition.
