Inherit The World Lyrics - Singles - Mad Skillz

Rappers came with their styles and I left with their heads 

Their crews became victim of the body snatchin' dread 

The world is now mine, the world belongs to me 

I carefully planned the extinction of all wack MC's 

Now innocents must prepare for my slaughter 

My style will inherit the world, just like water 

Cover it like sauce, think about who lost 

Niggaz minds was the reason for the MC holocaust 

I'll be the first to admit, I'm on some next shit 

Two rappers stepped up and left bullemic and anorexic 

I told humans I'd conquer and bomb shit 

Now I stand alone and take care of my continents 

A&R's used to ignore me, realized I was nice 

Now it's no one left here to write my life story 

Ninety five rappers shelled like pearls 

Hit by genocide, I inherited the world 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

I came alone, draggin' bags of bones 

Slit my own wrists, and bleedin' out microphones 

Consider me the MC who lives forever 

Rainin' hemlock on niggaz, yes, the God of the weather 

The end of time as you know it without a shotty 

In the simple game of freeze tag, I touched everybody 

Man's worst creation like the bomb 

Just exist in life form, then I'm leavin' town tomorrow 

If I hadn't done it, the world wouldn't be clean 

Now I memorize rhymes, work on my time machine 

Nothin' shall breathe or be conceived 

They shoulda known, now it's on and the world's on it's knees 

I feel relieved, free from their directions 

Now I battle my reflection, ask rhetorical questions 

My actions, they might make mortals earl 

I won't have that problem, I inherited the world 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

Now put thought to the word one 

'Cause now I got mad time to think about what I done 

It's too quiet here, I'm losin' my mentality 

I'm actually alone and I'm startin' to see reality 

No more hip hop, what was I thinkin' of? 

No more fat tracks and no family to love 

No incidents makin' black people tighter 

No more real MC's doin' time in the cypher 

No wreckin' shows, no more gettin' biz 

I fantasize and hear voices sayin' "Yo that shit was fat kid" 

Nothin' to look forward to day after day 

So why write rhymes, who's gonna hear what I have to say? 

And if I do, who's gonna appreciate it? 

Humanity terminated, I'm alone and I hate it 

I lost it all, my crew and my girl 

All because I had to inherit the world 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's hard 

Crews crumble up, under pressure God 

Uhh, Mad Skillz, keep on 

Peace out to everybody that's here 

All the corpses, all the wack MC's