Correction Lyrics Jigsaw VS Hannibal by Daddyphatsnaps

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Hello, Hannibal
Welcome to my sanctuary
The rules are simple: you have 20 bars to prove that you are worthy of life
It is all you will have
At the end, a group of your peers will judge who won, and the loser, well...
Your fate is sealed
Rap or die, make your choice

Hello, Dr. Lecter
I'd like to play a game, choose
Live or die, I play by the same rules
Verbal arsenal and I will use to torture you
Spittin' saw blades that'll split your whole brain in two
Setting traps that'll rip your wholе back to spaghetti straps
I'm in love with the mеssy acts
Then you walk around and act sophisticated
And educated, but your style has left me irritated
Kill without a cause, who have you liberated?
I chose a different route some would say is innovative
Everything I do is to appreciate life
If they die it's on them
Not enough fight
But what about you, talkin' just a little snitch
A sucker for a b*t*h, I just say it how it is
Two steps ahead, you will never be my equal
And even when I'm dead they're still pumpin' out the sequels

We're too smart
Two steps ahead
Killers at heart
Leave anyone dead
Ripping you apart
Coming for ya head
Death, it is art
Imma paint the town red

A sucker for a b*t*h, are you talkin' bout Clarice?
Even say her name and I'm eating every piece of your body
And pairing it with salted fava beans
Listen, John Kramer, to my hypothesis
I'm a killer, this is true, but I'm really different
I don't waste anything, my policy is stringent
What about you, when they fall to your equipment?
Die and they rot, really, that is quite malignant
One man show, I need no assistant
I need no assistance, I'm really that efficient
You're right about one thing, never my equivalent
I've psychoanalyzed you and I've realized you're ignorant
Giving people life or death choices
Doesn't mean when they beat death they'll rejoice it
Live for the kill
All I do is rake, gnash
Lapping up the blood through the gaps in my facemask

We're too smart
Two steps ahead
Killers at heart
Leave anyone dead
Ripping you apart
Coming for ya head
Death, it is art
Imma paint the town red

Your technique is sound, but you mantra is hollower
You ever stop and think why you don't have any followers?
What I do is bigger than me, so people believe
You're nothing but a coward
Only kill for the meat

You must be delusional John, you're a psycho
Just like me, don't sugar coat it cuz I know
And you lying to me has woken my appetite
And I'm craving Kramer
I think I'll have a bite

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