back on the Thone, sAP ya ta ya aSH rottin ya bones, wore out like cotton in clothes
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back on the Thone, sAP ya ta ya aSH rottin ya bones, wore out like cotton in clothes
40 blows to the face still alive, never die, power to be held, for it i'll go to hell
Sonar Tells where 4 Bars Dwell..So Guard Well or your rhymes will be in a different Part of da World...
Flo Is Lyrically Sick Like I Started to Hurl
Got a mic decided to give it a whirl, now I'm headin for the toppa the world
spitin rhymes so vivid n evil, it making yall toe nails curl
Unfurl this tale of woe
unfurl this tale of woe
below the danger zone, no1 else here so rhyming on my own
de-throne whoever thinks they king, claim the crown
kepping it locked down, renown for climbing to the top on a mound of MC's
me, I and myself no-one else, dealt a killer blow in one line, now give sum1 else the chance to shine
I kill this 1 line shit like ya'll never seen, i aint jus good, mother fucker im supreme
beat me, in ya dreams, disqualifyin the playas on ya team,
attack fiends, that seem often ta scheme
ma fuckas mean, playin on that lean, cut you belly at the seam and bask in gory protein