Proclivity Goes Hard by Proclivity Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
I got three words for you
I go hard
There's nothing more valuable than my intuition
Every word I spit is like verbal ammunition
In my semi-automatic mouth I'll give off inhibition
Show me your system and I'll show you my abolition
The mic is mine so I've got the accusation
The lack of it is giving you loads of malnutrition
I get it so much I need a fucking dietrician
Blow up the stage when I get the mic in position