Originally Posted by
SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
Throw up cha darts mines rip you apart
Ship the shark, bite the arc my sparks be razor darts/
Cut cha parts dismember I SAW IT ALL like parts one, two, three, four and five
End cha render I pimp flows like hoes throw them multi’s down low/
Darts always a grow throw out heaters
Leave you beat like a frying pan compared to a heater/
Cut cha down with heat like ether your weeds are branches I burn like trees
Too much Mike I strike with them moon walks when you talk/
Start cha lines I draw mine in the sand run the gauntlet
The gambit charging it to the game check the flames/
Sheep’s the name; Tech’s the game, blast the range
Exit out cha plain when I mind cha I disregard cha thoughts/
Try your talent my balance be herald by the weight in complex
Whenever I rhyme I die hard with a vengeance end cha like a sentence/
Hit cha wit a period your just scare of a diss spit a lisp grip the pen
I rip flip brains open through lanes when I’m in pole position I’m capturing the green flag/
I kill tracks amazingly vicious wisdom is a psychosis potent when I wrote it
Focused off the ledge commit cha self to the dread I’m the beginning of the end/
Rhyme circles around cha thorns what sticks to you bounces off me
I’m no CK I’m just another Bruce Wayne without the fortune and fame/
Stone cold when I stun you with a 3:16
You can’t be a chipper as the sickest/
Get cha vaccine I’m infected with the GAME
Know the name sold cha name, rights and publishing/
Solider through the trenches off the benches
I rented the places and spaces you wasted/
Face the gimmicks you mimic like a prick you is
I split cha down the middle like biology and DNA/