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Originally Posted by JChavez
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DopeQuote:
Originally Posted by JChavez
IÂ’m Jordan when he took it personally, lyrically trail blazinÂ’ like Sam Bowie before the bad knees
I Goodie Mobs like Ceelo call this cell therapy
Emcees lose their manhood like they got raped anally
On a certain date anually...(ouch) , better plan ya "great escape" but I ain't talking about nazi germany...Quote:
Originally Posted by Mantra
Robin of Locksley, the way I shoots precise..
Las Vegas gambler man handle ya the way I shoot the dice..
I was architect of Medusa’s demise when I rolled dice just to see her snake eyes
Coward emcees out to kill me know damn well I'll die greater
Loud applause cause I drug lords like Manuel Noriega
I’m infinitely focused, I'll never lose to a buster like Tyson did Douglas
Emcees get wiped from existence like dinosaurs during the Ice age
Heads saying I'm bizzare as Lady Gaga once my blade pokerface
freak the mind, divine never a pre Madonna cold crush busted blown thru my trials n tribulations keep it sacred like a diamond ring
Callous cobra clutch clappers, squeeze airwaves like constrictors
snap necks and break hearts in wrestling rings call me the heartbreak kid
Melodies are extreme as strokes
That collapse blokes I got the lighter to ignite the cipher..know who want smoke?
I'll grope your wifey's DD titties while your sidepiece breastfeeds me
I make maneuvers lyrically nastier than feces filled sewers
Twist necks like Lex with a loaded luger
Manifesting auras keeping airways open
Before they closing on you
like this some kind of flesh wound
My verses proper powerful head swellings propelling like helicopters
You ready to die? Well this glocks a big Poppa
Kobe imposters get Chernobyl reactor chemtrails dropped from helicopters
Wild and crazier than cats who huffed paint
In my straight jacket neck stabbing security guards who tried to restrain
pull cards like the joker the house always wins wit acid to the face while i walk away with a smile on my face
Deadly disdain aimed at Big Daddy jokers that try to step to this Mexican Bruce Wayne
I'm a true B-boy who beat streets like rainbow
Old school shooter with the extra clip in the kangol
Dirty Diana drug dealers dry-clean legit businesses before they launder money
Rappers dying in hunger games with horrendous stomach pain's
Poisoned their meal's with cyanide showing no disdain
Call me the condom you always end up in the trash
cum in Blasting - Hit em wit a Flash - Bang - grasping for sense as the entire trench is collapsing
It's laziness in the making how these emcees lack motivation
Selling out to corporations signing 360 deal's fucking themselves like masturbation
Passive adversaries say I'm a lot like Carlos Monzon cause my whole life I've been angry
got on time like nukes for the new year, drink a few beers spill a few tears
I give opposition Rocky beatings like Dolph Lundgren
Got bad bitches calling me Christ after the Second Coming
Urban decay, deadly semi-automatic rifle spray before Young Dolph turkey giveaway
I disturbingly dismantle mantles of emcees who want drama
Dramatic illmatic scenes of karma while niggas street dream like Nas I breakout in kevlar armor
Ragin' bull lyrically, squared-circle Jeffrey Dahmer how I'll chop chop Corley
Verbal venereal viruses, nemesis take losses like Donald Trump's family businesses
Got emcees checking in psych wards
How I strike cords, going Kanye crazy
Hitting dimes that resemble Melissa Ford
Take cover like a cold night I shine bright as strobelights
I run with God's, no snakes, frauds, or low-lifes
In lifted Toyota 4Runner with burners that cleanse hoods like street sweepers
get broke in half, you don't have the synapse to stop not even the jaw of life can save ya
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I wear black hoodies so they can't identify me
Domestic terrorist how lyrically I’m deadly as Ted Kaczynski in a hoody
Adidas game of death three stripes
After I Dr. Claw his chest and finish him with an OJ knife
Call me the condom you always end up in the trash