Lame cats have gats but they never shoot like King James at end games
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Lame cats have gats but they never shoot like King James at end games
wtf mannnnnnnnnnnnnnn thats just cold asf roflQuote:
Originally Posted by JChavez
Immersed in a blackened heart, doomed from the start
Who to arrive like can i really would they come any anybody like we should stop looking but it is so cool where can we meet up like lyft words turn into sound yea how they are be they re dress yes i have to go leave in i got to do something else yes sent from here how does where it goes back to when we find out trippin i got to sleep
Famished verses eat pussies like Ellen DeGeneres
I’m 21 with a savage heart
I’m a rage til the page is shrewdly shredded
I’m 37 I’m above the average
Clones cross hairs pause bears put cha down forced iron horse
Flames tossed cross these wires and time expires on the clock
Ya still can’t make the shot
I’m off the chain with no brains
Like razer ramon in opa-locka
Razor Ramon sharp dialect severs cervical vertebrae in necks
I diminish foes’ artilleries after I impose arms embargoes
how hard cha go on those scrimp and escargos i don't margo you kidding me with that litany seriously
Rivals don't wanna catch hands like Rice did Montana spirals
get these hands like braun says, get cha rocked like sandpaper on a baby's ass
Lance Bass fags come in skinny jeans that sag but leave in body bags
clones get thrown so dumpster fires happen when they try and matter so i scatter they're atoms when teleporting so i'm a just walk when they ain't adam so I fuck eve on the eve of christmas while full moons bloom so i great ape they're platoon til they melting like spoons to scones
Slugs fly like jets over old Shea Stadium to perforate mugs
Get cha toilets clogged golden grams toasted crisp
Just plunge your pussy into it let’s go!!!
It's a non stop grapple before shots crackle and your body's stiffer than a statue
My raps deep like Brady stats throw a shotgun before I'm tackled
Django unshackled how I straddle caskets to saddle soon as I kill battles
Cypher sniper nicer than your favorite rhymer’s ghostwriter
ghost write your ghost down to spectre's host
spread it like butter on toast
flows roasting closer to the sun than them hot jelly buns
nobody’s mum wants the best even now to cum on her face right now
Adam Lambert faggots act like Iron Mike when they’re Tyson chicken nuggets
To just here like yes so i know it it is close like yes what to see where to go it is inside so i must not get carried away this fool is here what oh whats up yea i have to i have seen this fool that fool is chillin like where has he been that fool is trippin what to do crazy stuff like where the store yes how rolled they are to stop then go
I do donuts that cops detest, burn rubber while tire is around your bulletproof vest
type your eye lids on keyboards so i can see your face melt when i burn thru the red tape
What the fuck i to yes what must oh i have like where have i gone how were getting a gang of rain
fuck e'm through all they holes i'm cold as ice dropping more arrows than valentines, you've failed this city like c-ciphers driving dodge vipers
Opponents think they’re dope but are as potent as Ibuprofen for infants
Weight of boulders on my back will be severed by blades in shoulders
aim colder than a frigid day in syracuse, may you get used and renewed like protection plans before there implemented
Step in temple of darts with pop tart bars expect to get torn apart
snatch the moon from the suns you don't man up and borrow bars so i barrel roll flows on sight like a mecha phantom beast
I flip scripts, turn a fragile emcee’s feeble lyrics into ESPN classics
get cha snatched off the streets with no air in ya lungs like the stephen a smith show
without any first takes when i pump her full of cum to beat of some j dilla drums
make this a wwe hidden gem so your hall of fame inductees can't duck these awards
Don’t cha forget I flip flows easily turn half way shook emcees
Into top ten highlights on sportscenter tonight
Fuck a flow, the next verse I rip luck draws, rip a card from top deck
Remember luck draws It’s karma’s bitch when it happens
I bring a trife style to workout bars remain diesel
Bust a cap like Donna you goner then I drive off in the regal
You niggas get a lot of burn when my burners off safety
Ain't nothing sweet about the kid I'm not a motherfuckin pastry
Bleed blocks when I break bread with Alonzo Harris rogue cops