Originally Posted by
SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
Bring the beast, feast off the pain
Bust through the grain, touch my lane
Sucker punching those in the throat/
While they be skyping away
While they be typing away
While they be writing away/
Get dismayed, I toy with getting paid
Shown shattering shins battling skins
Peeping through the lens is how I past ya in the rear view/
Skip through the logic, I can polish it like timberlands
I flip those a lil, speak allot, drop a hat/
Coat tails approaches dosage be how I roast ya
Coast through bad news, catch more in the rear views
Secret sect, induct iron out cha ducks/
Pluck through the winds, spit heat in the wind
Burn your faces, waste laces like basket cases/
Face driven given livers for living the high life
Strike outta fear fuck a fake news caster
I past cha faster than the flash vs road runner/
Stone cold stun ya my flow never a flubber
I bust out in a blubber of laughter/
Gas ya full laughing gas just cuz you ain’t past class
Past April fool’s get cha school well enough
I don’t need logic, I’m lyrically already gifted/
Applied to more colleges and boarding schools
Than collages on the walls of the white house/