souls burn stomics turn this shit is mad rotten// dead aniamles under my wheel well knocking
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souls burn stomics turn this shit is mad rotten// dead aniamles under my wheel well knocking
has to be the ass cuz it aint the bitch grill/ i need a tipdrill, i need a tipdrill
my eyes dazzled,fascinated by the image of the mamal/we all know the digital/ bullet is lethal
jus like the words of a loved ones wen u find out there deceitful
pentrate with allstate with good hands holdin the rifle
Disciples write the bible, im the creator of the holy title, outcome remain vital to the faithful
Disable Rivals With Venomous Recitals Gettin Them Riled Up At The Revival
All recital, All precise like tools that cut right with precise niceness Throuhg wax that stay pliable..
its best to get me on ya team in a clash cos my lyrics always reliable
tongue twistin pyshcos battlin over rhymes not alphabetically viable, tag the messiah across capitol hill and the eiffel tower
Supreme power, The mortal with dicast steel arm leg leg arm'd head's go flyin.
everybody diein' while government leaders are lie-ing, you can't leave your life station, in a fuck up nation
fist fly as if i was asian// stand pationt as u give up ur weak spots as the stricks finds the locations
Facing, the admirable, undeniable, reliable and totally desirable//
I'm firing you, quit your dayjob cuz my rhymes retiring you//
earth wind and fire, immortal flow like cartoons, the messiah, dartz spew redirectin typhoons confined up in pyramid tombs