A Reconnaissance Mission

Verse 1: I’m electric son
Verse 2: Buns DO burn in my kitchen
Verse 3: The rich ‘n the infamous burn when I catch ‘em
Versus, General Terrain sent me to thee
This is a recon mission of the highest degree
(That includes me doing what I have to – see?)
I’m 80HD
Plus I have ADHD
“Verses for Versus”?
I’m gonna get you, regardless of what the purse is
Up 1st is, you and your humpbacked lurches
I’m the perfect one to catch you; I go off-track from perches
From subject-to-subject, they’re all regretting their birth (‘dig?)
I’m coming for you pig
And I’m hogging the road with my jackknifing rig
I love this gig…
Then I’m running on tree tops like “Li Moo Bi” did
I sometimes forget why I came—until I see those ribs
I’m a sloppy eater, so I carry bib
Like the “Hulk mixed with Juggernaut”
Running’s your best shot
I’m the beast!
Say your prayers (and make your peace)
I got you tapping out, then your hands release
Don’t struggle against me, or my grip’ll increase
And my thoughts will unleash my medical miracle from underneath
Feel that pressure?

It’s your air leaving you all alone…