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hundred dolla billin sick verbals illin, blaze like george foreman raps is grillin, i must be willin ta turn this thread inta LINEN
i rip shit i rip sheets check your pants for brown streaks
All Around Heat fa Weeks no Decrease in Beef
me n my Homies Steep like Peaks, RockD Defeats Elites
Delete Deceased!! Retreat Re-Meet, Repeat ta Reap ya Weaks with Receipts ta Weep
heat the streets wit beats that seek an seep thru an delete those that r obselete, amazin "feats" from heat to "toe" that u cant defeat!
Cancer Speech, Can't Hurt Me, ya Catchin ya Calf Burst n' Bleed
let 2 shots buck from the glock, then stick my dick up in your mothafuckin' brain so I can fuck with your thoughts
Creepy Follows grinds in the slums, rhymin' for fun, defeating me you got a better chance out-shining the sun
battling me and winning?, please, you must be one dumb stupid bitch/ most these rappers straight up crabs, like the type that'll make your pubics itch
I make you twitch
like a hairy trigger finger
Sew my words together on a Singer
the Unparalleled Sword Swinger
Me n The SwordSmith, Forge Spits that Orbits More Dicks n make em Forfeit
My fingers flick
and cut cats like a Thresher
My thought process you can't measure
A Million pounds and I withstand the pressure
Never sit back always the Aggressor
I Control Metal Like Eric Lensherr
Cats bite on my shit wit fake teeth like they got dentures
You get caught up in yer misadventures
Hold yer wack shit together wit Polident
Of Me there should be a monument
Cause i always leave yall wit Lyrical Astonishment
i'll rock a double continent, i speak oppisites of compliments to these incompetents!!!
in my office occupants get fried like omelets
take everything you got and piss you off like comunists
The trump was taken, he got fried next to bacon/
You haven't seen "Great Balls" since Jerry Lee did a "whole lotta shakin'"/
demonstratin non-human talents, i rock ya world, make you lose ya balance
lyricall assasin, can't be copped by polices,
gonna cut out a big "chip" in ya pride like i work for Tortillas.
rome got somethin' for the rhyme fakin'/
instant neck breakin...
anotha classic in the makin'/
i spit raw china brick shit/
ay yo...respect the rhyme mason/
Speeding down the I-95, drunk with 2 cop cars chasing/
Reach my destination, to their amazment, with 60 niggas waiting/
instant blast off the bullets begin sirkulaytin
demonstratin warnings for the future of those hatin
crematin' rappers energy can only be transfered/
rise from ashes like a phoenix/ spread death like cancer/
come on mane fuck is u on rappin like u got down syndrome
slow rappers get no love shown, bcus they placed in retirement homes
Expire ya Dome, Hire on da Phone ta get the shots Fired at ya Home
constantly changin like channels late nite, cant change my life in one nite
cant control destiny wit all my mite, best decsion outta mind otta site
like a falcon i take flight to bring the fight with the might of a God i overcome all odds collecting props from fallen opponents feel the heat when the chrome hits...
dome split from mic motion..gripe notionz..stryke potent when I write smokiN!...Quote:
Originally Posted by Man @ Armz
no ideas on ya head the lights broken, mic stolen from ya palm, my vision clear as water when i sight oceans
Smite Emotions, with Tight Explosions!! White Notion in this Fight against Time Flowin
no one knowin'/ the relevence of elegance in lifes equasions
Of whitch were peeled like an orange, and explained, I swallowed the knowledge/
Kept my street smarts down but I threw up a whole college.
Split backs into leaky blood cracks empty out the napsack and take blood diamonds for the "cashback"
these raps slap the mass wack, sicka then anthrax
never lay down some wack track cuz im passed that
I can't get moet in da ghetto so I'm sippin pepto cause I'm stressed out
flippin out on grimmy grizzley demonstration on ghost ship emotions presadential cannidates toastin its barbaric
And 40'000 years from now they'll be lookin' at my hyroglifics/
And be saying in their brand new language "Yo This shit's terrific"/
i direct a lyric thats specific to these false critics,
original you cant mimic, horrific baddest raps its wicked!!
As i Whip Dick ta ya Corrode'd and Split Image, Spliff Visions ta the Sick n Twisted
Don't get pissed kid, look at what Trigga went and done did/
Went back and stomped ya ass outta the ninteen hundred's/