I.M.D.K.V. - The Alchemist

IMDKV Queens Massacre

The Infamous Mobb Deep King Vulture rapper

What niggas wan' do when you see me off camera

IMDKV Queens Massacre

The Infamous Mobb Deep King Vulture rapper

What niggas wan' do when you see me off camera

Nigga strip who?

I’ll beat you till you lavender

You banned from the functions and concerts, cancel son

Void that, you can’t cash that, stop frontin'

You ain’t never see me in the streets while we was beefing

Talkin' 'bout I white flagged you and said it’s all peace

When you know damn well it’s apocalypse season

Get your back radiated next time you try to flee

From this punishment you got comin', don’t resist

You only gonna make it worse, stand the fuck still bitch

You screamin', see motherfucker, you screamin'

Now I’mma have to stop that

Hand me the nail hammer and the baseball bat

I’mma buss his mouth open he trying to attract

The attention of them people

IMDKV, I’m evil

Straight black evil

When it call for it kidnap the pussy for torture

I’m all for it

What you thought I was Angel Cake?

You niggas is hella soft you just baby food beef

I’m dog food dope, keep your lady on a leash

When I’m outside walkin' through the world like I own this bitch

With my hoodie on, black king cobra shit

Queens nigga get the money and I stay fresh

Pockets full of dough, tippin' hundreds to the waitress

Smokin' like exotic car tailpipes

Hopin' one of y’all niggas would get right

Go on pop your gun and cut to the chase

Pussy nigga step up front, I’m cuttin' up his face

On some brutal crime shit, get your eyeball sliced

Ugh, disgusting shit, I will fuck up your life

IMDKV Queens Massacre

The Infamous Mobb Deep King Vulture rapper, what

Nigga wan' do when you see me off camera

Nigga strip who?

I’ll beat you till you lavender

You banned from the functions and concerts, cancel son

And rain on your parade you silly ass nigga

Jerk it motherfucker this is not a prank nigga

I’m a felon, parolee

I still smoke rollies

You ain’t gotta find Jesus, I’ll leave you Holy

They ain’t gotta find God, I’ll baptize your homies

Then crack another Patron and toast memories

I’m top of New York, bad man, nothing nice

Bitch king me, top me off like a dirty Sprite

Yo too much of my life’ll get you fucked up

Way more than that LQ and blunt, dun

They rated me triple X, I’m too vulgar

I start finger-fuckin' that Mac, it’s all over