Karv's video: Infared - Syko Cypher 3 Contest 2ND PLACE WINNER

LYRICS CAN BE FOUND BELOW! Enjoy. FACEBOOK: www.Facebook.com/InfaredK TWITTER: @InfaredK INSTAGRAM: @InfaredK Lyrics: You better be ready for war, 'Cause I was deployed, for gettin' you all, Inevitable, but finally, It's time I leave you dead in a morgue. I'm deadly with swords, So yes I'm goin' to sever you all, With every bar I speak, I start to leave them beat like never before.. You better be warned, 'cause I'm back. I know I've been sidetracked, Mainly because I've been try'na build a world on Minecraft.. Let's rewind that.. I'm only playin' when I rap lines.. So jump ship, before you get your ass cap sized, Or I'll make you flat line. Because I'm fed up of all these wack rhymers try'na act like they are bad guys. In fact I'll raise the bar to where they'll never be.. 'Cause I was born sick, I'm still sick, yeah it's hereditary. So don't be actin' like you're hard, son.. 'Cause I've got 99 Problems, and guess what? You aren't one! My bars are bigger than Arnie, with his arms pumped, I'm the best around here, bar none. Pardon my greatness, But it is not my fault that half of these barrers are basic, I find it outrageous, But.. What the hell can I do to change that? It's gonna take a fuckin' lot for me to change rap, So it's time to face facts. These lame cats will continously make tracks, we can only pray that.. One day, we may just get the game back.. But until then, we'll keep on listenin' to the same crap. Have I really lost the plot? Or have I actually figured out what the problem was? Can somebody tell me, where has all the content gone? All it takes is for me to say that I'll give your nan a swon-ton-bomb, Yeah, an' people lap it up, But matter of fact, the lyric that I just spat was actually wack as fuck! It isn't addin' up.. But I ain't here to do maths, I'm only here to do rap, so move past it. Everyday, people keep askin' me why am I the sickest? Maybe it's 'cause I write my lyrics in heiroglyphics. Or maybe it's because I'm nice at spittin', Maybe 'cause I ride the rhythm like I was a kid who found his bike was missin', So I had to find a new mode of transport. Now I ride beats, take a note on that thought. They try an' test me like I'm new to this, But if you try an' cross me I'll stab you with a crucifix! 'Cause truth is I'm comin' back for more, 'Cause when I get passed the ball, I have to score, An' that's for sure, I'll smash your jaw, with massive force, Then bounce your fuckin' head like it's a basketball, bitch. I've never claimed that I was playin' with a pistol, When my aim is to submit you like I'm training in Jiu Jitsu, Grab a blade or even Ginsu, an' I guarantee they'll find you dead, But if you wanna live you better stay up out the Lion's den. I'm a threat, I can handle my prey, Only bringin' knock outs, I am Cassius Clay, back in his day, Faster than light, I'm try'na explain, Ignite 'em with pain, without usin' fire or flames I might be insane, but fuck 'em.. I like it this way. An' who are you to tell me that this isn't like it should be? Nah, try an' shoot, I've got a bulletproof vest, So bitch, what you gonna do next? Nothin'.