Cinematic Cypher #2: Verse

It's Dee Too Cold I'm the lyrical purger
Spit with the motive to kill, its a lyrical murder
I say amazing things that niggas have never heard of
Cooking in the kitchen so you can come and get served up
Now that I've sharpened my swords I'm that ill
I'm clutching on my blade as I go for the blood spill
You know the deal, it's real on the battlefield
The wolves are out the cave so you better guard your grill
Guillotine flow, you can get decapitated
Put me against the best and I bet they'll get decimated
You'll be a demonstration, if you cause the situation
I turn into a monster when you knock my elevation
I tuck the gun close, clutch the trigger and squeeze
Then completely get in my bag and start splurging with ease
Who colder than me? Who in the hell want it with Dee?
I'm like Luffy, Sanji, and Zorro looking for that One Piece