So you should prepare, for lyrical terror that's pure
Step up to the resevoir, of the soul proprietor style
Messiah or, the higher law down with Dice Raw
Thought advises the cats who “believe they MCs but we know they all frauds” that they ought to get ready to be scared shitless by his rhyming prowess, because that prowess is so well-honed it’s appropriate to call it godly. In addition, he mentions his association with “the juvenile lyricist/corner store terrorist” Dice Raw, a similarly intimidating figure. Basically, he’s saying he’s so good as a rapper that frontin MCs should pee themselves if confronted with him.
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