Wydron, Backchat, Flex - Skill Of A God lyrics

I'm here for war so get
Your bullet proof vest
I'm armed with dual berettas
I'ma send these bullets through flesh
I'm seeing red homie
Lead is getting put through your chest
So come and spar with a spartan
One of the few that is left
You see them bodies burning
You can smell the fumes of the dead
They try to do what I'm doing but
I still do it the best

So tell me who wanna step
I'll take this noose to their necks
And I'll lynch 'em high leave 'em hanging
In the view of the rest
I'm overdue for respect
I'm known to move like a vet
I will not lose
I've got to prove that I can rule with a pen
I'm breaking through your defense you now
Know who is a threat
I'm coming through I'll mark your crew
I'll be removing their heads Like
Chik chik, ka-BLAOW

And I got the skill of the
Gods strapped with a six gauge
Yeah I came to bring the assault
You bring the stitches and gauze
I'll bring the scissors and saws
And we can feed 'em to the dogs
And watch 'em rip 'em apart
You can hear the bones breaking as
They sink in their jaws
And feel the fear when they
Start to tear appendages off
I came to win, motherfucker, yeah
Whatever the cost so I'ma do this til death
Comes and carries me off

Like chik chik, ka-BLAOW
And I got the skill of a god
And yeah I came to bring the assault
And we can feed 'em to the dogs
And watch 'em rip 'em apart
You can hear the bones breaking
You can hear the bones breaking as they
You can hear the bones breaking