Here I go,
I'm bringin' the wicked 'n' spittin' with the sickest flow,
Conquer dark souls with my eye's closed,
Even Slenderman is ready 'n' steady 'n' runnin', legs are pumpin',
Cos that sucker knows that I'm comin',
Face in the corner, I'm the author of slaughter,
I'm a figure to fear and I'm the fifth of the horsemen,
Show caution, you won't say that I'm jokin' when you're chokin' on a mouthful of my spit,
Shudder, shiver, this is it,
I'm a force to be reckoned with, the host to the decadence,
My weapon is intelligence, I'm ugly and elegant, malevolent,
I'm in my element,
Everything you ever did is irrelevant,
Full of petty sentiments,
You better offer up penance,
I'm a menace full of malice, countin' minutes 'til the mallets manifest,
Take another look at me, I'm never any less than the best, I can be,
I'm the chef, so you see,
The only thing you'll ever taste is defeat
So what do you think about that Zach,
Did I bring enough of the hardcore back,
Did I spit enough of my guts in your lap,
Are you ready, I'll give you a second before the second attack,
I'm the addict, back madder 'n' manic,
A man that's full of bad habits,
No better reason to panic,
You better panic,
Matt is back, 'n' it's the third 'n' final act,
All hope is gone, 'n' in this script there's no-one to bring it back,
Remember that,
I'm quick fast, quick enough to give you whiplash,
You better be bettin' that it be me with the last laugh,
Cut the chit-chat, no more will I hold back,
Let the slaughter begin, 12 Gage attack

Matt move,
Cos I'm throwin' a battle axe at these rappers Cadillacs as they develop cataracts,
Face the facts I break backs like a failed break dance,
I don't write lines I memorize 'em 'n' then terrorize your town with a spray can,
With the amount of ammunition I have,
You may as well be called Ray Man,
You're 'armless,
Had to fit a mecha-Godzilla with a war engine since the car crashed,
You ain't on par prats, livin' in the past, I equip quick quips you dick,
What's this,
Look a C-H-A-V, who knows more words than the aristocracy, it's the C-A-Z-Z,
I'm a spitter whose minds warped
Convinced he's a sell sword,
Or a dragon draggin' so much emotional baggage he may as well backpackin' it,
Yep 12's back panic,
I'm a lumber Jack the ripper, Bronson and Dom Hemingway,
Amongst many things,
I hijack the hijacked and never die down,
I'm bringin' lyrical terror back,
Mimic that,

I'm addicted to affliction, I'm a livin' piece of fiction, 'n' I'm chewin' my way out of this prison,
Tendons are rippin', I can hear them listenin', they're whisperin',
That I'm the darkest, hardest 'n' full of sin
That I'm the demon, seethin' 'n' sufferin',
I'm a man 'n' a monster with a wicked grin,
But the balance is tippin', sanity is slippin',
And I think I'm gonna need forgivin',

Give an itty bit of minimum,
In everythin' you've ever written,
Summary full songs, shit 'n' half titillation, rest gibberish, the charts in a bar,
Give you half a second to think of somethin' to say,
No,
Well start penny pickin' again my friends,
We're back with a despicable image,
Inhospitable lyrics,
Chuck a moshpit at it,
I ain't stoppin' 'til I'm lobotomised or fossilised,
I make my own double jointed jaw drop to the floor,
When I freestyle better over your beats than a prewritten ever could,
Proves I'm ill literally 'n' these pricks are just illiterate,
This verse is the summary of Icarus,
Don't get too close to the son,
You'll get burned by a supernova,
True trooper carryin' a flame thrower,
Try holdin' a candle to me,

You can call me the host,
I got a bellyful of tapeworms 'n' I'm chewin' on ghosts,
Hold me close,
I've got a mind that's like a gutter and a mouthful of sores,
Of course I'm coarse,
I got a gaping maw,
Back home,
I keep her under my floor,
I'm only, so lonely, why do you, ignore me,

Why don't you give me a little kiss, little miss,
I'll only make you a little sick, with syphilis,
I promise you I'm harmless and I am nothin' but honest,
I've always been modest, always been the oddest,
When you lay your head down to sleep, remember me,
Remember these words I speak, 'n' don't worry,
I'll be close and warm, eyes so dead,
Fingertips red, I'll be under your bed,

I'm the darkest, the hardest, the heartless, stone cold monster,
I'm the demon, I'm seethin', I'm dreamin' of scenes obscene, I'm screamin',
Cos of the incisions I envision, it's a vision of a vision, skin is rippin' skin is givin',
And a ripper is rippin',
But the balance is tippin', sanity is slippin',
And I think I'm gonna need forgivin',