piss flames like the ghost rider before i take your soul
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piss flames like the ghost rider before i take your soul
Another mission to embark on the bat holding knight
In digital stereotype analog frauds changing like traffic lights
Pearl Harbor martyr missions, body snatcher like American atomic bomb casualty commission
Face the fate pearly gates once judgement awaits hell's fiery lakes
These cats are titans like OceanGate but only after their implosion fates
Starting fives reduced to zeroes as I stomp comp like Pesci and Deniro
least em in the past like a nuke in F-Zero
Check satellite, radioactive heat from my mic caused plutonium to leak into Pacific not Cold War nuke test sites
Don't ask me how it was, cuz it sucked dogshit, dirty hairy balls
Mexican Ronnie Lott how I instill fear, Bart Simpson butterfingers foes quick to drop ball like New YearÂ’s
point pens, scripted men, go thru with scenes mirror real life means see em scream breaking necks call em neck breakers like the von erichs
point pens, scripted men, go thru with scenes mirror real life means see em scream breaking necks call em neck breakers like the von erichs
Verbal laser beam caliber of M16, sound booths turned to bloodstream murder scenes
sell like 18K back in the day on the majors you'd be wood linoleum they putting ya plaques in plastic bag coffins bury e'm in the backyard
Don Cheadle traitor bomb detonator when explosives I drop like Marvel did Jonathan Majors
im like a title match fuck arounds guns and a bridal match
get cha self recast like terrence howard and johnathan majors
got more beats by the pounds then johnathan majors got beats by the pound
Rick James on cocaine super freak when like Prodigy I bring havoc to a Mobb Deep beat
Intelligent elegant side walk monster that will let you know your on the wrong street
On mics I strike reckless as unsanctioned bare-knuckle street fights
Body left incomplete, title took with one sweep I bastard swordman the fleet, and melt all mics
Bars deep as WWII allied fleets, enough artillery to rip thru Mt. Everest's peak
Sweet smell of a gun smoke, blood flows through the street, one toke I'm ready to rip any beat all night
Mossberg tactical peril, rivals nerves unravel before shotgun smoke is out barrel
Stuck in a home made torcher box with no air holes, wu family warnings prepare foes
Latino sicario, kidnap/murder foes like left-wing urban guerrillas did Aldo Moro
Every things ok til you hear a banjo, blood omens in top romens, period blood stew made and played a thug or two, commando,
generals gathering in their masses but he can't see without his glasses
Mangled mandibles/clavicles after Livingstone Bramble petulant pitbull battles of medieval generals
Dark shadows, full gallows, blind fury sword play blurry taking testicles
Bruce Lee fists of fury deadly as ketamine infusion therapy to Matthew Perry
Statues eyes bleed for the uncaring, death device daring, all of them I'm tearing
Melancholy eyes epitomize purgatory that burns inside my psyche
Minimize trys til inspiration dies, these ain't lyrics there war cryz
Pugnacious pugilistic fistic music, Tyson on mic with ear bitin' lyrics
The pain, I use it like drankin spirits
Avaricious architect of pain, Jesse James outlaw with aim of Josey Wales at gun range
i'm a stone cold stun on tv like vince you can't take shit
George Gervin iceman verses too cold to be freezed out like Isiah Thomas did Black Jesus