Venom

[Intro]
Hahaha!

[Verse]
Bitch, I take props, I sincerely hate cops
I'm giving them the middle finger for I spray shots
My main block, contract killers who aim dots
Produce more conspiracies then CIA plots
I orchestrate, morbid hate galore, grenades, get torn away
I storm ya place, absorb ya faith, considering I fought cliche's
The cost is great, especially when bombs away
No incoming time reaction when it drops like rain (Boom!)
Time for pain, El Bandito's like a roller coaster
Holocoasting rappers when I hold the toaster, cold as fuck cuz...
All you boasting faggots, need to follow up, embrace the danger
That includes ya uncle Adolph swallowing the pistol chamber (Brrap!)
Set the pace, and speed limit for you slow MC's
I could always win the race, I'm going out the chrome piece (Yeah!)
Break both of ya knee's, I just don't believe
That all you bustas started rappin' after smokin' weed
Fuck the industry, I'll call you out independently
And single-handedly retaliate on all my enemies
Or anyone who mentions me lay down, be dead to me
Cus when I spit it hits where ya fucking head should be (What?)
Forget ya weaponry, I stab you with a crucifix
And tell ya bitch to stuff ya kid back in her uterus
Recruit the sick, "Sug en pikk", google translate
Fuck the antidote, best believe it's man made
Mafioso rappers, are not what you expect to be
Like Rick Ross re-employed in a penitentiary (Oh!)
My sick spit break 'em all down chemically
Heisenberg style, say my name now, mention me (Huh?)
El Bandito, you're goddamn right
I advance on the mic, I'm the cancer you despise
Dj Khaled is the best? Say that's not absurd
You got 50 different features but you never wrote a verse (Hahaha!)
Collaborations? I really don't need none
While C-Mob is tryna get a muthafuckin' refund (We know!)
He's a joke, still stuck underground
Not a midwest choppa so he's suckin' off the dirty south
Plastic pistols on ya table, fuck what you claim
You added silencers to all ya guns with glue stains
You a parasite, like the bottom of the food chain
Performed for loose change than got robbed for 2 chains (Goddamn!)
Give me one fight, Bandito bringing doomsday
I'm flammable like butane, self-destruct in blue flames
Creating earthquakes on the first day
And detonate the planet right in time within a verse made
Unfortunately, your survival's not a possibility
I've skillfully been mastering my level of hostility
... Contradicting me? Precisions like a laser beam
The first and last time you giving head to my guillotine
My venom ending any interfering MC's
I sever, strangle, mangle, I'm as deadly as can be
Do you remember when these pretenders was tryna be me
Mini-Me's, jealousy, cus I machete the beats
You lil' clowns tryna howl like the rest of the crowd
I'm alive, fuck ya rhymes, I put the pressure on the sound
Combined a new style, I'm the best with the pound
So don't expect to live on long enough to rep my town
(Buck-Buck-Buck!)
I aim down when I keep the gun on safety mode
But that's a rare occasion cuz these muthafuckas hate my flow
(Fuck Y'all!)
My main goal is to take souls of played foes
Replace it with some jewelry and give 'em fake gold
I stay on my toes, all hell is 'bout to break loose
Then unleash the beast by toxic radiation fumes
My mentality's cruel, I thought you all knew
If I die, we all die by nuclear mushrooms
Lyrics highly addictive, like coke, crack, and meth
I opened the black death, with no antidote left
Still pickin' on him? Still kickin' on him
Still pickin' on him? Still shittin' on him (Yeah)
You a stunt double, take no action like a bud puffer
Want trouble? Then I leave you in a blood puddle
In a mud scuffle, each fist are knuckle busters
Space shuttles abduct corpses after I snuff suckas