MC Hawking The Hawkman Cometh

Ah yeah! I hope you motherfuckers are ready for this.
The Hawkman is rocking the track, there ain't no turning back.
Let's kick this bitch.

I'm the Hawkman better recognsie understand,
that I'm comin', ain't no use runnin'.
Got the place surrounded with dope ass beats,
gonna shake your booty right out your seat.
Dropping science like Galileo in Pisa,
dropping punk bitches every time I sequeeze a
round from my gatt.
I'm sick like that,
I tear through the track like shit through a rat.
Yo that's right I'm a sure-shot player, tear your ass up like the damn Terminator.
Unstable like the isotope that resolves the fate,
of the theoretical cat in the hypothetical crate.
Consider this a warning your first and last,
I hit the scene, it's like a bomb blast,

[Chorus]
I am become death the destroyer of worlds G,
the Hawkman cometh and I'm brining hell with me.
The Hawkman cometh! The Hawkman cometh!
The Hawkman cometh! The Hawkman cometh!

My beatings are quantum you'll bleed 'fore I hit you,
with my foot up in the hole that you shit through.
Wanna fade my crew? You best go home,
or get a 5 plated 4lb up in your dome.
Some bitch PhD from MIT,
thought he'd build up his rep and step to me.
I fucked him up quick, yo lickety-split,
believe it I'm the wrong professor to fuck wit.
Think I give a fuck 'bout some MIT punk?
I got more funk than a road-kill skunk.
you fuck with me you best be insured,
I'm a tripled threat bitch: young, gifted, and tenured.

[Chorus]

Uhh yeah, that's right, the Hawkman motherfucking cometh.
There's a new sheriff in town know what I'm sayin'?
Sucker MCs best watch their backs. True dat!
A'ight, I be outta here like Vladamir. Peace!