Intro sample from the movie "No Country for Old Men" insinuating that since we are about to rap, you are in serious danger of your own life

(1st Verse - Fick)

Flood the block kid, cause I'm cloggin' up the drain
And I'm flowin' more water than when Noah's Ark came
Cause I reign down harder, plus my rhymes are getting smarter
But you just a bitch to me, so why the fuck do I bother?
I carry on tradition with the gift that I've been given
Rarely am I sippin', always got the dutch splittin'
Fillin' it with mary jane, just to ease the daily pains
That's my drug of choice, never ever will it fuckin' change
Weapon of choice, easily the microphone
Catch me in the zone, I implode on a poem
I'm doing my thing, right here, right now
And I'm milkin' it for what it's worth, similar to cow
Chicka pow, chicka boom, Fick is back up in the room
Spittin' rhymes like dimes, shout out to MF DOOM
I'm done with this for now, let me light up my cigar
And you better not change it cause here comes The Czar

(2nd Verse - Czar)

I think you're preposterous, were chemical like phosphorous
Get off of us, were prosperous
I battle with my chatter as I gather my esophagus
And vocal chords, I go explore your core
And now you are an open sore, you hope upon the magic force
But don't you know there is no hocus pocus focus more
I'm potent with the paper and the plastic like a grocery store
You know the score, I broke your door
Down, around ya town I'm churning frowns
Concerning now you're yearning but you're just a circus clown
I'm burnin' towns, the verdict is ya hurting' now, ya flirtin'
With a merkin' I am certain there's no curtain bow, converting now
I ain't done I'm earnin' birdies under par
Learning lessons are the peasants all because they heard The Czar
Ridiculous the way I rip it up for the meticulous
Listeners who waiting' for verse to turn and split they skull
Here ya go, the pinnacle of rap is what I reach so peep the critical
Condition now ya wishin' that its fiction but I'm cynical
Here ya go, here's a rap to smack you here's a sicker flow
Oh you cut my dome? Well I will regrow cuz I'm Piccolo
Dragon Ball Z with the chatter bombin'
Kill the mayor with a kamekameah cuz im godly
On the microphone when I bone you rappers I'll be
Flushin out your color with a pinch just like im visine
Blindin' y'all ya wonder if its hell and I'm a high beam
But to me the rain is gone so it is clear that I see
All equations and I solve 'em like I'm Albert Einsteen
I know its Einstein, but this is is my line
My set, my rhyme, my time
I get Florida bitches wet so I guess I'm high tide