Jesse Wildman - Face Off Lyrics

Yeah
Y'all ain't ready for this one
I'm too wild for this man
But then again you already should've known

Breathe heavy get ready bathroom stall
Say my lines and my rhymes to the mirror on the wall
Gotta pull myself together but my face says it all
Pressure building within I'm about to go off
You're not ready for this face-off, they'll rip your face off
That's kinda funny cause I've never try to lay low
Tell me that you've ever known pain dog
Step aside little kitty I'm the big dog
I fall short of the weight of my own expectations
I come up and dream up with feelings of greatness
I'm starting to think that it just might await us
You'll need reservations my souls dedicated, brain is medicated
Rhymes building up I'm oversaturated
Spitting to the point I'm hyperventilating, suffocating, and
There's no escaping, and no matter what you do you know that you can not escape me
I know maybe were thinking, you had found a safe haven
But I'm saying that you're crazy cause no one is here to save you
When I'm up on this stage, I let my demons uncage
Full of rage, I'm a sage or mage I'll put a curse on your life while they're digging your grave
Wait, what did he say
Nerd's a D&D player
Call me the dragon, I spit flame after flame and
I'll roast an MC like a holiday dinner

I'm lyrically lapping, you're pitiful rapping, I'm sitting here laughing, at what's gonna happen
You spit but I'm stabbing, I'm hitting it fast, now you're sitting in last
You should quit cause you're trash and make off like a rash
You're nothing but a has been in my trash bin get my pad and pen
Got adrenaline, not enough in my veins so I'm injecting it
A projected hit? You're nothing but a rejected kid
So close ya lid, before you open it, never gonna lose just in case you were hoping that
Can you cope with that, because I'm dope with rap
When I start the track, you know I can't go back now
Stripe sweater now, where's Waldo now
He's in the background wait I just found
You're at center of the ring bout to go down
Go ahead and take a second you can look around
Got the crowd screaming "Wild," when I knock you out
Turn the volume up now, I'm gonna drown you out
I said turn it up now I'm gonna drown you out
Turn it up now I'm gonna drown you out
Turn it up now I'm gonna drown you out
Gonna need a ref in the arena now
Cause I'm coming at you for that 8 count

5 to the 6 to the 7 to the 8
Got you down for the count bleeding at my feet
Shoulda known better than to try to come at me
Now I gotta kill you while I'm killing the beat
You not feeling me? You didn't want the beef
Well that's too bad now cause I'm looking to feed
I'm getting hungry to eat, you're getting stuck in my teeth
I didn't cook you at first but now I'm bringing the heat
You might be whack
But for $9.99 you can buy my starter pack,
Got everything you need like a pen and a pad
And a book that I wrote title's Learn How To Rap
But wait there's more, Billy Mayes would've said
If you order now when the commercial ends
I'll throw in a mix of my greatest hits
And for $9.99 that's the best you can get
Hold up, you look a little winded, your head still spinning
Your pride still stinging from the punches I was swinging
I can see you still clinging to your pitiful singing when all the people in the building
They all know that you're finished
Wait a sec I think the phone's ringing

Yes, 911? I need to report a double homicide
I just killed this beat but my competition also died
Should've left rap to the big boys, child
Bet you don't make that mistake again for while
Thought I told you already not to mess with The Wild, chump
Thought I told you already not to mess with The Wild
Yeah