The Verbal Surgeon No Comparison (remix) lyrics

You call yourself an MC you'll never compare to me your not who say you are and no one anyone cares to be I laugh hysterically as soon you'll grow aware to see I'm detrimental full of rage completely on another page leaving you depraved like infested lacerations on the backs of slaves you lack skill knowledge and patience diabolic with more hatred than wife beating alcoholics we'll have even less in common when you come out of the closet I'll leave you bloody like fornication with virgins my words are like daggers & as they pierce your flesh I observe them I'm leaving you disturbed damaging your cervical nerves when I spit flesh rips in the presence of my words your style's artificial and I'm here to press the issue I have a style that's more destructive than ballistic missiles in other words I'm a juggernaut with a mic I grip it tight with lyrical precision and I rip it right I don't care about your name where your from or what you claim to be you call yourself an MC you'll never compare to me I represent raw power you represent snakes and those who cower I represent strength you represent the lower rank I represent those who are ready for war ready to die for their beliefs through fucking violence and gore I told you before you can find me on the front line armed with a mind like Patrick Flynn I'm taking what's mine an MC with original style's a rare find nowadays where money's the only thing that's on your mind your just an actor your just playing the part you'll never understand the knowledge in perfecting the art your weak in the heart and when you stand you shake at the knees I'm attacking you from three-hundred and sixty degrees and when I have the microphone with it I do what I please I rip it with it ease the only thing you rip is string cheese better believe that I'm as nice as they come the only that your intrigued by is the light and the drum you'll never compare to me although we're human we'll never be equal after this rap your finished dead and gone they'll be no sequel I am the evil that is nesting into your cerebral leaving you feeble with a style that's vicious and lethal I am the force that defeats you I overcome any obstacle any struggle or anyone remember deception is key in the art of war there's no way to prepare for the pain your bound to endure I'll leave you floating ashore and I'll leave you fatigued exhausted from you trying to keep up with my speed death from internally bleeding after your lungs combust like your mind they were small in capacity I'm plunderous I'll take it all away everything you knew at once your far from competition I recommend that you listen there's no comparison my style's a rarity your far from my league you'll never match my dexterity