Shadowville's Battlefield - DZK

Rhymes electrify, get your fucking hand’s high

On the beat-side is my Slantize

I been killing mic’s since '96, and I

Can’t die, steady I rise, a deadly design

Of the organic mixed with electronics, blended

Within ligaments fitted with robotic systems

Consisting of mechanisms, hand-tested

To sense rhythm ticks in a nano-second

I’m the man, I reckon, I got a plan to step in

And strangle the fucking neck of every dang executive

In the game who ever slang the gayest records

In an effort, just to make a little name to sell 'em

I’mma bang the hell out of any major veteran’s

In my way, till I’m made a legend

So any gang who tell it, just may embellish it

Saying «Hey, this fella musta fell under the weight of an angry elephant»

Anybody talking that shit, better quit it

Keep on walkin or get, what I’m givin

When I kick this skill on the battlefield premises

Mission is: kill every Shadowville nemesis

Leave no rival of mine alive

If it bleeds or it breathes, then it needs to die

It’s the fact yall mad at my raps, it’s automatic

Attack and slaughter maggots, get back!

Lean on the beat, drillin the drums

Speed freakin machine-gun syllable tongue

I’m a demon who happens to speak in English

When I’m rappin, I’m casting a jinx, not singin'

I’m bringing the meanest, audible voo-doo

See, every thing I do’s too much hotter than you’d do

Disc jock my record like it’s pop, the groove’s soon

Locked in your head like «dot-dot-dotta-da-doo»

Cuz when I spit it, it’s sick as fuck

Notice the kids’ll come

Over and pick it up

And you know I’ll never give it up

So, listen up, you can zip it up, homey

Every joe on the street wanna show me

How they flow speech over a cloned beat

One step closer, be choking on your teeth

Quit searching this instant, turn your attention

To witness, a person with a perfect rhythm

Spinnin, surging, picture serpents twisting

Merging, kissin, squirming, witness

A surgeon in terms of precision

The work I deliver is surely efficient

You never heard of wordsmith on Earth, living

As proficient as this, deserving a position with

The industry, till they mentioned me, DZ

Coming from the sunny VA streets

He’s so hypnotic, seems he’s robotic

Breathes as often as sea-crawlin aquatic

Creatures, no lungs, he features gills on his

Parts like a shark has, hardened cartilage

He’s a monster he’s far from human, haunting

Gruesome thoughts, spew from this ruthless author

I’m a soldier, told that I had to kill…

I was trained on Shadowville’s Battlefields

I was chained and beaten, till the pain of being

Free was seeming greater than the pain of bleeding