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letra de something wicked this way comes - lil byte

[intro: lil byte (with an eminem ai voice clone) & asa]
a lot of people ask me
if i can go back to how i used to be
well, d-mn
if that’s what you want
then that’s what you’ll get
yo jake? you ready?
you kiddin’?
i’m about to let ’em know that there’s-

[chorus: lil byte (with an eminem ai voice clone)]
something sitting in the dark
it’s gonna bring the renaissance
of not givin’ any f-cks
’cause somethin’ wicked this way (what?) comes!
something’s in the dark
bring upon the renaissance
of not giving a f-ck (i’ll f-ckin’-)
’cause somethin’ wicked this way comes!

[verse 1: lil byte (with an eminem ai voice clone)]
i’ll grab a person with aids and have him prod a g
put on fire starter as his ass will burst into flames when i ignite his gas tank
hashtag furnace-for-gay-sh-t
because to wash away our sin is to play what matches burn victims faces
wait, run it back
arson, play with matches
to underestimate me? a nasty rookie mistake, b-tch
got asa on the track and his mag is full for the blazin’
this cat’ll cook any laid beef
set fire to a slaughterhouse for a round more
that’s a bull lit in the chame-b
perhaps we’re crooked and crazy go to town on hoodlums
so pray we be never against the ropes
so who’s down to butcher slim shady?
you could present me a ring and still you fackets couldn’t engage me
but i’ll give you the finger, and vow to whoopin’ you daily until your heads bound to look like a zany
merry-go-’round, and cook you on dre beats
you’re rather shook like a baby
i’m on some sh-t that’ll put mister mailey’s actions to shame
bash in your brain, let flora wine and dine on your ragged remains
other words, you’re all maggots pushin’ up daisies
to picture this is the only way how you p-ssies get grave in images
but no egyptian sh-t to depict it is strictly forbidden
so no wonder it’s under some photo sin
this is me sonnin’ you, weedin’ out the worst of the famous
the amount of dirt in the game did really plant a sir plus of fakeness
we about that murder and mayhem
cleanin’ out the worms who remain in
but f-ck bearin’ arms, i put hands on ’em like i’m rayman
that’s how i’m hurtin’ the snake men like katakuri
i’m sayin’ these half-wit t-rds are the same as
knox hill, exceptional and amazing at bein’ bland as f-ck
like catchin’ football on radio’s so innoxious
that knox hill could cr-p on wookiee’s wit’ rabies and still sh-t wouldn’t get hairy
the very definition of white bread
which is laughable when you take in account
he’s lookin’ all pale and inbred, yeah
the classic bullied caucasian, but now to pull on the main thing
never cash or hook in donations of fans when you couldn’t be patient
enough to actually be playin’ the whole song, yo (d-ck)
guess his ass is that allergic to greatness
’cause his reaction to down was actually awful
nothin’ but rash and uncalled for callin’ it a one-time magic-trick
while skippin’ through half of it, but now the tip of arrogance
he’s blabberin’ in a round about manner
my “talent” had ran outta mana
but man, am i mad at him
’bout to go ham on the man again
rather -n-logous as he’s inanimate after
his channel should have the “bag and abandon” banner added
fact of the matter
whatever the fan a fan of you fed ’em a fast one to fatten up your bank account
“you need to work on your cadence and switch it up
but maybe you’re not an mc”
shut the f-ck up, knox!
how about you finish off tom macdonald first
for you cast your verbal distaste pr-ck
sh-t no wonder when you rap you sound so white
don’t have me now mistook for a racist
even though my bars go so hard they will have you blackout (?)
better slow it when jake spit
he’s a cannibal, a twelve-gauge and just full of self-esteem
’cause asa gnaw folks, get it? (huh?)
we rap so dope that we’re basically (what?)
not allowed to go near an a-a-c
never shallow slow or be praisin’ the jack-assh0l-s of the deities
unlike hopsin on rebirth
he’s forgotten that each of the monotheistic doctrines is a model of evil
where’s rot and mistreatment (-treatment)
to the core on any topic, just read them
so how can a book be holy
when any moral mortal would’ve tore a bible to pieces?
your mind and your reasonin’ gotta be feeble
docile and sleepy, hollow and weakened
just to be headed toward adoptin’ these precepts
i’ll bomb a hospital chock-full of preachers and priests
who had gotten their freakin’ (freakin’) tax removed
’cause sodomized ’em wit’ needles, see there’s-
[chorus: lil byte (with an eminem ai voice clone) & asa]
something sitting in the dark
it’s gonna bring the renaissance
of not givin’ any f-cks
’cause somethin’ wicked this way (what?) comes!
something’s in the dark
bring upon the renaissance (asa!)
of not giving a f-ck (i’ll f-ckin’-)
’cause somethin’ wicked this way comes!

[verse 2: asa, lil byte (with an eminem ai voice clone) & both]
i’ll make you don’t wanna get it in our way ’cause somethin’ wicked this way
comes somethin’ wicked to wake ’em, thinkin’ up ridiculous ways
to inflict a painstakin’ end on prey, get set ’em sent to the gates of the place in which satan sits in and awaits ’em
you sniffin’ that cane, um
you think that sh-t is dope
it got you hooked
you ain’t, able to see you’re addicted though
i said you ain’t able to see it, it’s biblical
’cause if you were abel, you’d know that cane k!lls you, bro
you a loudmouth, you run your mouth a lot
you clowns do not get it i said allowed, allot
we thinkin’ out the box, (box)
your circle of squares
know us feared the minute we come around the block
i don’t like that kydd guy
declares he’s a lyricist?
his conspiracy theories are very embarrassin’ (yep)
bio-terrorists weary of wearin’ material
they’re scared to prepare for an ailment
“like it’s barely american”
the higher ups engineerin’ variants and then sharin’ ’em
then share a vid aired
by the transparent and serious veritas
ain’t even hilarious, it’s evil; nefarious
put my ear against the speaker all i hear is arrogance (uh)
it’s me and little byte
when you little biters spit a lyric tryin’ to strike fear or fright in us
and you fellas slight us
we feel a slight pinch, it’s like gettin’ bit by a tick or mite
or gettin’ a midget p-ssed and havin’ him strike you in a pillow fight (right)
but when i k!ll a mic?
n0body gonna l!ck with my stamina
and i’ma man of my word
damage you in a manner you won’t manage to handle
i manhandle
gonna get the hands like a mandible
goin’ ham and i’m an animal
and ammo’ll have a man’s matter smattered with that mac
matter of fact, i ain’t sayin’ “h-llo” when i wave metal
there’s a disparity between what each of us do wit’ a pencil
that’s why the word “level” is a palindrome
you can try to spin it like you’re moving up
but whatever way you look at it, it’s still the same level
you’re thinkin’ that your feats egregious
but i’m thinkin’ that your peak three feet
compared to me which is three-three meters
what i mean? this isn’t the peak
see that’s only a peak at it
please the zenith of what i’m bringin’ is reaching the height of stanley
it’s big peeps, see the way, i’m flowin’; peep my drift
peep that sh-t!
you gettin’ fractured
split and fragmented fast
it is that quick, that i could tell you in advance
and still it catch you off guard when it happens
put you in a casket
and i’m cacklin’ when clappin’
and then i’m cappin’ any cappin’
when in battle got the mm-magnum ?m and m?
no wonder why it’s spittin’ at ya
i could spit it backwards
me and byte win, die, will you?
now flip it
okay
you will die when bitin’ me
we quell you
blaow! blew steel, it spills blood
we still do now give a f-ck
now flip it backwards and get your lid blew
still don’t give a f-ck
spill your blood, it steel blew
in still don’t give a f-ck
he spills your blood and it’s still blue
but really i’d feel guilt you if i grilled you
sike, b-tch please!
as if i had a guilty conscience, i’il k!ll you!
?b-tches? adam calhoun, that man’s a baboon
i’ll smack the buffoon
like when you get mad and bash your computer
like that’ll undo the damage
and have any screws that are knocked loose
knocked back where they used to be and have it resume as usual
i’m just tryna help him out
hoping if i hit him enough his horrid takes he forgets about
then forgets just how to rap and squeeze a sentence out
so he can never put out any sh-t now like empty bowels
i’m spittin’ better
tom macdonald is gettin’ severed and dismembered with the cleaver
n0body’s puttin’ him together ever again
and it’s ironic he should get his sh-t together
and realize he can’t put sh-t together (f-ck him!)
rap ain’t showin’ no progression
yeah, we have a bunch of rappers comin’ up fast
but those cats are just whack as f-ck (whack!)
maybe i just can’t adjust
they come in rapid succession
but (what?) in a session these rappers suck
[chorus: lil byte (with an eminem ai voice clone) & asa]
something sitting in the dark
it’s gonna bring the renaissance
of not givin’ any f-cks
’cause somethin’ wicked this way (what?) comes!
something sits in the dark
hang on (little byte!) to your dear hearts
’cause somethin’ wicked this way comes!

- lil byte

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