Tha lynch project - Sell-Out lyrics

Part 1: Eyo, I'm above the average, godlike flow and lyrics So tough n savage. m.o.w. is going to roughly damage You sh**-faced ugly ba*tards, trippin' on sum acids Freakin weak-a** baskets, kickin' a**es, kids hara**in, wicked, blasted, b**h-a** rappers That be getting a lotta money wit a little bit a sk**, critter Your tracks make me wanna crack a neck wit vigor or go huntin' like Jack the Ripper I make your body shiver and your back's gonna quiver, yeah I rag you bitter, you better never ever pa** my path heavy hitter Hook (2X): You are a Sell-Out! A f**in' [co*ky] Sell-Out! I wanna kick, till you black out Step back b**h, or instantly back out You gimmicky f*g yau I don't wanna see it, I don't wanna hear it I don't wanna feel it, I don't wanna witness your dumb rap sh**! Part 2: I'm tha sickest MC out of Austria. You f*gs gimme a feelin' of nausea My rhymez are precise, educated marksman. Your lines summarized, fabricated talking I initiate shooting wit mah LMG to eliminate my stupid enemies I intimidate their complete families and liquidate em'. They'll suffer agony! Verbally abusing everybody, I'm causing Sell-Outs melancholies Sell-Out f**s, rockin the charts with no personal contribution Sell-Out s*uts, whoring around it is internal prostitution The only solution, is extirpating this evolution Hook (3X): You are a Sell-Out! A f**in' [co*ky] Sell-Out! I wanna kick, till you black out Step back b**h, or instantly back out You gimmicky f*g yau I don't wanna see it, I don't wanna hear it I don't wanna feel it, I don't wanna witness your dumb rap sh**! You are a motherf**in' Sell-Out