Or How Many Blunts I've Rolled
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Or How Many Blunts I've Rolled
I AM THE SECRET APPRENTICE TO DARTH VADER
What cha say when I “Chavito” you little wessels like you were rocking speedos/
I Murder Heroes...After I Punch You In The Throat...You'll Be Talking Like Cee-Lo
My shit is fearless your spits
Be piss-less now you get this egg head/
With That Being Said Lets Put The Weapons Down And Break Bread
Otherwise Someones Gonna Need Some Meds Before The Night Is Dead
Now we ruling fooling scholar’s wit ebonics I’m hollering
It’s purposeless wit skills that’s novel clips in the form of snippets
Leave Emcees Walking Like An Orphan With Rickets...
Like The Last Verse Of 8-Mile...All You Hear Is Crickets
I “America Ferrera” you losers
Like “Hanna Barbara” off the theorist because I am Purist
Untampered Form Swinging Swords Like Fedderer On Tennis Lawns...
I Fall To The Floor Once You've Been Beat, Your Weak Like Amir Khan's Jar
i am "The Express" like Ernie Davis fighting you for rights and wages
my pages be slavage by how i get when Whers pulls up in a Tatchacoma
blwoing you out of cyberspace like glochomia/
Find Your Place In The Corner For Disobeying The Teacher's Order
Testing Section 9 Will Leave You Hung Drawn And Quartered
I don’t recycle lines I recycle mines I lay for the enemy
Remember I am the enemy of emcees caught cha off balance GHEZZZ/
You Scream Upon Seeing The Obscene In Your Dreams
The Scariest Thing You've Ever Seen Is Looking In The Minds Of Machines
SHEEPISH And I Remove Spleens - Part Of The Deadliest Team On The Scene
Do I have to get cha Gatchaman my rapid fire eagle hawk fire blazer
Mind hell raisers tame laser be chop sue baby blue get cha cues/
Unlike Snooker Players I Remove Balls From Their Sockets
Reciting Demonic Tales Gothic Over Quavers And Crockets