You Can't Punk My Metal
You can't Punk my metal, you can't Punk my metal/
You may steal my ouija board from the cemetery/
But, you can never punk my metal/
You can't Punk my metal, my verses are stainless/
All my opponents are like zombies, they're brainless/
Their verses are painless, you don't feel a thing/
But every time I speak, you feel it in your veins/
Adrenaline high, my songs are do or die/
Trying to imitate my style, you can't even try/
My word play is something that you can not explain/
All these metal wannabe are just Plain Jane/
I'm changing the game, you a pawn in the way/
This King will take your Queen, it's nothing you can say/
You just trying to stay afloat, I'm the skipper on this boat/
You can either demote, or bow down and devote/
I'm coming to your town, and I'm coming with a vengeance/
Vengeful... No time for repentance/
Sinful... No time to just listen/
You can't Punk my metal so just stop pretending/
I am the superior, exterior and the ulterior/
You can not compare, it's clear that you're inferior/
The best to ever do it, the greatest to ever try it/
If I think it, it appear, all I gotta do is write it/
I spit nothing but fire, like a full submachine gun/
My verses are true, they're not repetitious/
We don't like your metal, but that's none of my business/
You a punk rocker, you should be a TikToker/
With these metal head actors, who deserve them an Oscar/
Imposters, give the people what they deserve/
And retire while you still can, hurry up I urge/
It's really your only option before you get eradicated/
You killing the metal game and my fans hate it/
I'm killing the metal game and everyone loves it/
I'm exposing all frauds, and you got busted/
Copyright ©
Michael Fulkerson
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