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For the 2K13, Yo,
You got a real hip hopper for a change, So, you better stay out of range,
If you know what's better, Cause I'm rolling through your hood,
Like Hurricane Katrina weather, Breaking all the levees,
Beware of the I-R-O-N- M-A-CH-ETE!! Cause I'm a hip hop assassinator,
Taking out everybody that doesn't re-route their path,
Does the math, And realize,
That they're going to end up cadavers, That should have had a nuff sense,
Than to mess with the superior, I'm bring back the essence of real hip hop,
Rising to the top of the game, Rocking the syllables, verbs and nouns,
Getting crazy eddie insane, Claiming fame,
Everybody knows my name, I'm a John Gotti that,
Shreds you to confetti, Got,
stanzas that you aint nearly, prepared for,
no if no ors no maybes, you end up in gore,
***, I'm more than a little bit shady,
A real hood rat, Swinging my razor-sharp weapon,
Separating you shoulders and hat, Decapitated,
You jumped in the game to early when you should have waited,
That's what you get, I done faded,
your whole armada before you even had a chance, You had a lot of arrogance,
But little skill, You know the deal,
You feel, your life slipping away,
I'm evil like the Anti-Christ, And a little won't suffice,
Straight out of Matthew 24, Pestilence, gore, floods,
Enemy no more, That's what happens,
I'm more clever, smarter, Hitting buttons, flipping levers,
You think you can compete with me? Whatever!
I don't think so, I got a flow that keeps going,
It never stops, It goes straight to the extremity,
Beware of the, Little ninja with Timberlands on,
Puff coat with a hoody, Straight out the WDC,
202, 301, 703, That's where I'm from,
Giving you more than just some, (SCRATCH)
Iron Machete, Got them breaking out their thesaurus and
dictionary, Trying to learn,
But it's too late, I done earned my place,
I make anyone that tries to battle look like their soft in lace,
Whipping you with the wire, Whooopish, Whooopish,
And the pain is dire, That's right,
***, Iron Machete's not going to allow yah,
To get away with the lies, the rumors, Even a million against one,
You done, Make sure you run,
I'm Notorious like the Big, So, stay out my city,
Bound, gagged, pillow cases, if you're silly. (SCRATCH)
Iron Machete!