J Reno - DeadBeats Cypher

★ verse 1: whipstick ★
Yo i'm back (who is he?)
Missed your fucking grill again
A mercy perversion was where it hurting on a uterus
And i'm back! reachin' at ya, sleeping with your lights on
Call me phillip brooks and i'll teach you how to pipe bomb
Since your bitch got a huge gas ass that's tragic
A sick new jackal boom bap that's max handing
The fact that you breathin' my anger is outlandish
I'll hack through your meat and prepare like it's organic

★ verse 2: mr 8 legz ★
Hands planted round your trachea, breaking the bones for asphyxiation
Yo i don't know but it's definitely too late to pray for ya
Hang it up! we facin' your fate together, where's my thank you, bruh?
Could've died alone, i'm here helping, that should be enough
So ungrateful, what in the hell would i wait for?
I figured that this would be tasteful, by the look on your face, that isn't the case
So fuck it, let's make it painful! aim for the brain with a click, clack, bang
Give 'em all what they fucking came for, brain matter all over the state store

★ verse 3: donnie menace ★
I'm here to slap you, i'm not here to battle
I got an american spirit when it comes to the smoke i'm very natural
Disrespect an autopilot, i barely have to
Fuck a diss track, i'll dig in my ass and throw a dingleberry at you
Fuck what time or what coast, i'm valid than most
The bars melting when my mom wash my mouth out with soap
Demons walk the streets because my vessel now is their home
The type to kill this pulp then beat the shit out of your ghost

★ verse 4: j reno ★
Yeah! i never bothered looking for acceptance
I'm too relentless when cooking up these beats to bring you brutal death and
It's too infectious, it's spreading quick to induce deceptions
To plague us more than one time's an unusual death wish
I can care less if you hate on what i do here
But if you choose this death, then your people gon shed a few tears
And i'ma keep your skull as a trophy, homie, a souvenir
I murder everything that i touch, the fuck you doin' here?

★ verse 5: v sinizter ★
The tyrant is back, the rhyming is cap
I'm planning the heist, i follow rap so high i'm giving christ that
The superior poet with the miracle flow, your hoe
Get an earful of their garlic cloves disappearing
Then i'll spirit their hoes, spearin' my children with the tip of a nose
There he is, pose her torso, camera pose
Vince b i simply mincemeat off rinsed beef
Mc's getting inner d take the heat

★ verse 6: mcnastee ★
I love the smell of napalm at sunrise, good morning vietnam
Bombs strapped across my sternum, vermin, come die
You know the call sign (nastee)
Say it with my chest 'til the glass, nails, screws, bolts, and nuts fly
Tough guys getting cut down to fun size
That's the type of shit that makes me snicker in the lunchline
Punks out here getting stretched like some punts
'cause they bet they wouldn't bump but the next morning's crunch time

★ verse 7: keagan grimm ★
Feastin' i have never known sleep
Car racin' off beat icon, high enough to hear the metatron speak
Our demise signals so deep (so deep), subliminal faulty
I'm ready to know peace whenever it's gon be
Never known to save ya, i enjoy a disaster
I was born inside a flame, i was anointed with gas
And know i'm spittin' pyrotechnics filled with poisonous trash
I quit drinkin' so the voices are back (grimm!)

★ verse 8: labrynthine ★
Standing motionless on the terrace is where i am
Aiming a chilling expression at the surveillance cam
They open fire whenever they see me on the street
Hoping i'll die so they can get back to sanity
Even in death i continue to hold it for ransom
And if they shoot me again it's 'cause my soul is dancing
With the reckless abandon of a menacing phantom
Haunting a derelict mansion while i'm killing at random

★ verse 9: swann ★
Watch me disintegrate all opposing contenders
No addressing someone mental, been crazy, there's no pretending
When i grab the mic it's over for most of you adolescents
Fire flames, muscle and tongues flexin', guessin' without a question
There will never be another swarm, best be you sit and focus
Type cutthroat immaculate, not that you didn't notice
General in this rap game, leaking evil components
Got a hunger never ending, type cadence ever so potent

★ verse 10: resin ★
Hey yo, i'm stealing the show while you freezin' in snow
This is the part of the forest the animals don't even go
So i'm bleeding you so, the reaper's leeching your soul
Leave some holes in your torso then strip the meat from the bones
See you reap what you sow, that's why i'm speaking in code
Before your corpses are weak, i'll pull out the teeth that are gold
To each his own so you'll catch a couple of knees to the nose
The name's resin, i'm way doper than the wheat that you grow

★ verse 11: wycked truth ★
They got me locked in a padded room, they pray my mind is vacant
But i stay motivated, elevated, give me the beat, annihilate it
No i ain't tryna be famous but i can fly with the greatest
Sicker than an aids patient
I'm just a villain with the rhythm, blood spiller
A thriller, just a natural born sinner
Making your skin shiver, lost in the river
I'm pulling the trigger, the killer of killers
The riff isn't better, i need me a winner

★ verse 12: stalks boogie ★
A couple dose, been bombin' i suppose
Laugh about their next idea goin' up my fuckin' nose
Still wearing the same clothes that appear to be soaked
In my own blood 'cause suicide is no joke
I know those stay up where bad thoughts grow
Engaged in thanostics to wipe half my asshole
I bet warner brothers steal the same shitshow
Apocalypse don't mean shit if you sucking my dick though