Mic Attack Sporting speed gripping more curse than sin / a thousand Miles per hour my track has no limits like Nurburgring
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Mic Attack Sporting speed gripping more curse than sin / a thousand Miles per hour my track has no limits like Nurburgring
brain fog get out the hatchet ratchet chicken heads act like chucky think like nikki minaj dimed out primitive tripiticon i smash minds like those on lithium ion battery mega phones
get cha flow in a flex plan like cricket cell phone is activated and on/
Punch the plates for bronze hands, finger strength breaks all mans//
Dim mak training -
the monks call-in, fallen minds from death in a touch from a tall stance //
ride and monger
the punch per fight ent-a's rookies//
find a news anchor live and holler
fuck her right in the pussy//
Pound for pound/ I hit u with a force too the ground /gravity wouldn't hold u down/
roundhouse foot to jaw//
push your fall with a hit that would
pound-out wita hook to mawl//
Cook the raw, saw shootin stars, girls used em all
Im too huge ta fall, this concludes my jerusulam journal
Outta the smoke ima moving inferno//
electrify the brain, choked
heroin in the vain im shooting internal//
Boarded planes at the terminal, its my turn ta grow, learned my lesson late
Settin booby traps with spikes n pressure plates
The line was correct as it measured straight
but your angle was off when you bust
due to the grip of the nine was feathered braced
Remember listenin to bone thugs n leather face
Im a vet a ace, i dont bet wat i dont make
Best believe i come correct, if it was graded id get a A plus
I wake up - ina cold sweet, already laced up//
gun strapped, vest attached up in a truck
looking for a crowd to test and break fucks//
Smoked laced dubs, made sure there were no traces of blood
Dont get it mistaken i love, fucking caucasians a bunch
Awaken n sniff up a hydrocodone
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Originally Posted by Father N Dangerous
...Francophone vamp drones,rap poems soaked in rabid foam,don't go out at night alone,the putrid smelling shadows move in likeness of the sightless,spoken not in words but moans,regenerating flesh with the last breath of youth bared bones,intercourse of evil all seeing eye of the eagle your children the source of feeble for these creatures cathedrals.
Diabolical optional cries dialoging ides never marched in waves shaven down glaciers made boats sinker deeper than the titanic
axe of heads off there axis like the planetary spectrum