Metal Titans
[Verse 1: Fubar]
Trust me I'm dope, listen to the stuff that I wrote
Method in which I arrange words and cut to the bone
I manipulate, either you love it or don't
How I can squeeze a couple gallons of blood from a stone
Heart is what you lack most
Light can't even escape my soul, the shit is darker than a black hole
Quick like Peter Parker in attack mode
Swinging a tongue that's even sharper than an ax though
Get a knife to the gut
I stand by it, Mad Titan turning your life into dust
Pray for a quick death, the titan has come
Swinging a steel mace the size of the sun
Highest above, I am unable to die and be done
Even if you took every last oxygen atom from inside of my lungs
Pantheon of Greek Gods all combined into one

[Verse 2: Subcon]
I'm meant to do this, with text a weapon pressed I'm shooting
Lead with what is said you're dead each sentence is an execution
I come for heads, I find this is the best solution
End them at the neck before they get a chance to spew their music
What they're producing deuces shitty tunes just prove it
Crude just number two's and what they make is never fluid
Not smooth their rhymes are destitute accruing
Nothing new and we keep moving 'til our lyrics reach their final step in evolution
You marvel at these two brutes as if we're mutants
Once students now "professors with a text that's seeming superhuman
Dudes flex in sentences and yet no strength in what they're doing
Thinking what they spit is sick it's not [it's snot].. like mucus
Convoluted often clueless, lost aloof these goofs are useless
A nuisance and should move on from this genre not pursue it
Toxic to it, constant 'tudes and with a lexicon like Groot
Yet they get rooted in this scene and see I don't approve it