666 and dangerous turn thoughts into masterpieces,past the thesis of emceez that think there half as deep as, this impenetrable flow,even let veterans know,
im passed my time by about a quarter or so....
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666 and dangerous turn thoughts into masterpieces,past the thesis of emceez that think there half as deep as, this impenetrable flow,even let veterans know,
im passed my time by about a quarter or so....
Order my Show, I Orbit like Solar Satelites.. only for War and Sacrafice!Quote:
Originally Posted by Eversick666
Warm like Candle Light, that Burn's into the Blackest Night!
tha one to bring a steak knife to gunfights, and be tha victor//
villainous slickster blowin ya face off tha family pictures//
Scriptures, sicker than molded corpses, got folded torches
Ready to gold hit pourches, more cold then porcelain
I send tha venom coursin in tha veins of tha 4-horsemen//
see tha verbal contortion, toss ya corpse into a coffin//
blow up ya habitat, savage master rip tha flesh from off ya back//
battle cats get laid in mass-graves wit snakes and dirty rats//
Loose flow genie wit the mussolini fascist raps
fuck u, now turn the other cheek like spinnin in assless chaps
now bring it back give em a slap
studyin facts about the crack stacks.
crack stacks u must have piled up dead men in ya raps,bustin caps, how u do that the child safty lock is still latched,makin me laugh, but im juss playin so dont tripp,pimptastic mastered his flows at the ripe age of six....
bouncin of lines by eversick, quick my wit like im quick with my fists,
do not diss cause u wish u could spit like this,
Divine atheist translatin' pain and hatred through my flagrant scripts//
slice off tha lips of plagarists wit fists swifter than pugilists//
villainous....make microphone bones twist, and crack 2 bits//
go 'head n shake a stick...rhymes 4 dayz...ALL of em venomous//
venomous
Bad rhymes, get throw in the pen fa this, death certificate, i'm sendin it
That weak "bar", i'm bendin it, had to chamo my ammo, so i tinted it
fuck all ya jibberish, tha shit u spit is softer than my lady's tits//
no offense, but level up or get crushed by a REAL lyricist//
Not playin kid, it's one thing to battle....another 2 slay a verse//
my hollow threats explode on impact....4 lines dispersed...//