[verse] Truth of the fact is, I'm The truth, it's a fact And this truth be yapping them facts And the truth is you're not a factor Face it, the name Sixx Fucking up the beat That's instrumental abuse You're just fucking up the beat Uh, your spit's pathetic I got a high power, no Kendrick For the records, Imma wreck it All you little motherfuckers better check it When I [?] it Imma [?] it Cause I'm not the motherfucker to mess with Since the birth I've been on some next shit Bully school's in session Here's a lesson: Mess with Sixx? Not a smart choice Bitch, I've been the shit What are you, Just a fart noise? Try to fush the [?] Guarentee I make a comeback Busting, cause this game's a pussy And I fuck that Bust back, I dare you to One bar will scare your crew Watch your heart fall into your shoe If I glare at you Type to take the air from you And leave you in the air, a few Dare to oppose, little posers So just beware it's true
[Chorus] I'm on that next level, next level, next level Oh what they on?, oh what they on? X2 That's what I though
[Verse #2]
Your presence is a pressen My presence's precious, you present One power penetrate polos Punish pessimist peasants Pen is poisonous pussy Poison's packed with a power Pussies prying to push me Pushing a [?] powerfully Punchlines beyond a penitentiary That means; I got bars You should pay attention, B Noone going ape as me When I'm spitting it's bananas Brooklyn born baby bull's Spits go blamma Damna, damaging these rappers Like damn 'em Damn it, I'm a dragon That's draggin' these fags draggin' Testing me? I tatter t's And TNT eternities Turning twisted, turner twister Tearing that's my [?] Took the time to tackle tees Terra type could tackle teams Take the time to take the notes Or you would turn to casualties Huh, so don't tit for tat this terrorist Try it, I tornado And show you tykes what a terror is Tongue twistin' torpedo Tongue tamed this tiger Take a hike, takin' flight I take a taste of this game and then take a bite Turn and get tying testical Twistin' tyrant teen truth Triple words till I trip and turn a star Tell your crews
[Chorus]
[Verse #3]
Now, if you survived the alphabetical slaughter Then it's time I kick it up a notch Take it a bit further Strike a few nerves Like sex with your daughter Hit it twice, tell the goons To never ever call her This is Sparta Warrior, you couldn't best him Been on some bullshit Word to my septum Murder at every volume The booth left funky Rebel squad beast Facing us, you ain't lucky You'd be safer with Chucky Or Freddy at your bedside Bitches, it's bed time You wack shit I won't let slide Untouchable, bitch you can't dismiss me Leave the beat full of holes Till it's looking just like Switz cheese Dig me? Know that Shizzy tight Running laps around these rappers Till they're dizzy, right? Uh, get x'ed like a pop-up A stand up guy Boy, you wouldn't dare to hop up Nigguh, and I'm not one to mock, bitch Leave your face slashed Like the eyebrows on Hopsin Suicide Sixx, not him Boy, I'm something else Wrestling the boy Bet I'm leaving with pelts and belts
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