Haters bow down

I’m in every town

And every bar

When you look up at night all you see is me and my friends shinin bright

In this rhyme I’m a seal team six sniper

I’m just warmin up like a hand close to a lighter

Those who know me call me a writer

But if you step to me you’ll be right in the pen

Caps off

Call that the head

Call that a scratch

Call the bet

I’m about to go off

Like a chimpanze cosmonaut

Look up

Bow down

Clap clap clap

That’s the sound

Look up

Bow down

Clap Clap CLap

That’s the sound

It’s

About

To

Transform

Sentinal

Prime

Ozzy

Osbourne

I

Am

Changing

The

Score

Seperate the Hate

Erase the face

I am everyplace

Across space

Across time

You’d be lucky to write this rhyme

BitchesDroppinHipHopHoppinNoStoppinI’mBiggerThanRushmore

AtomicBombCurbStompIAmTheCreamOfTheCrop

9MillyThatsYourWillyNickiMinajLaughinSilly

HatersHateCauseI’mGreatTheyDon’tKnowFuturesFate

CarlCharmingGlobalWarmingIsCausedByMyAss

ShutYourMouthOrYourTeethGetKnockedOut

K.O.That’sMyFlowYou’reJ.V.I’mPro

Look up

Bow down

Clap clap clap

That’s the sound

Look up

Bow down

Clap Clap CLap

That’s the sound

It’s

About

To

Transform

Sentinal

Prime

Ozzy

Osbourne

I

Am

Changing

The

Score

Hate is fake

Cause Love is Great

I’m bigger than tectonic plates

Shape yourself

Shift your mind

Don’t waste your time

I am you and you are me

In death you will see

But believe me now

When I say Dumb Dudes Go Away

Today’s your chance to get your head out your ass

Before I smoke you like a snail versus The Flash

You’re the Zero I’m the High Score check yourself before you’re Wal-Mart’s competitor

Spotlights on gloves are off

You’re on the game show and you’re about to get tossed

Look up

Bow down

Clap clap clap

That’s the sound

Look up

Bow down

Clap Clap CLap

That’s the sound

It’s

About

To

Transform

Sentinal

Prime

Ozzy

Osbourne

I

Am

Changing

The

Score

OH SHIT!  BACK FOR MORE!!!

Bout to leave your ego on the floor

Haters are garbage time to do the chores

Basic bustas get broken necks

Hipsters deader inside than Marie Antoinette

Back stabbing friends are dead ends

Reap what you sow hopefully Mike Tyson deals you to the deck

Internet trolls lives are slow grow a case of syphyllis you mindless twits

Double talkers are double dumb cause I know I’m nicer than them

Leave me and mine alone or face the wrath of the hole in your soul

To those that roll with me I’ll hold you up like Simba to the sun

We’ll party like savages til the fifth world comes

And bring love to the masses cause the devil’s on the run

I’m state of the art and I’m so fun