Syrup emcees are stuck in sticky situations of karma
Verses are pancake flipped as I wrap heads like Aunt Jemima
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Syrup emcees are stuck in sticky situations of karma
Verses are pancake flipped as I wrap heads like Aunt Jemima
I got emcees missing on boxes like uncle Ben's
I cut spontaneous corpses buried without limbs
Treacherous vaginas, Delilah clipped Samson's wig cause he wouldn't enlist in her militia
I'm heartless like Fredo Starr when he shot the little girl in Clockers
Hitting below the belt like dirty boxer's
It's no competition so bring forth a petition to protest my splendor
The apprehensive apprehendor captured souls are returned to sendor
With a Mexican sicario detrimental disposition I hunt down the competition
There's nothing petite how I keep my aim steady
Emcees are shot up free falling like Tom Petty
I crack heads like Bobby Brown and Flavor Flav
Colder than Nino Brown using the little girl for a shield when he got shot at
Hoe here's some soap and a towel wash that pussy bathe
Murder rates elevate, feeble cats are half the man I am so I snuff'em with eight
I stay on deck with ludicrous fast and furious effects like Paul Walker's car wreck
Spray Tecs when mindset is vexed, aim deadly as Charles Whitman on observation deck
When drama comes I don't run or get mad
I grip mags and whoever's on the receiving end of the slugs gets hits bad they'll be needing a shitbag
Nasals Narcan sprayed but if they're drama kings they will get slay like DJ Kay
Squads get cut from the team eyes teary like they were surrounded in a room full of onion's
Lyrically I strike with the force of Paul Bunyan
Lyrically I'm ready for combat like Canibus when he enlisted in Army
No need for authority once I conquer leagues
Sick in the head emcees find a remedy after I trigga squeeze brains kiss the wall from the feed
HIV calamities, if Earvin Johnson knew magic heÂ’d come to your AID with a remedy
Squad's get left at Odd like Earl the sweatshirt
No longer starving cause Mantra robbing squadron's for their networth
Psyche of Glocks, never have writer’s block since I have mind of Hitchcock
Pen/pad vigor, I shouldn't be this potent with bars since I never drank liquor
Spitkicker like Talib Kweli no addict but it's tragic how I molly pop emcees
In the mist I lynch mobs of guerillas
Then breakout like Swingout sister while emcees stay Ben Stiller
Fiery lead thru emcees like Covid in Orthodox Christian communities in Greece
Maniac who hacked a brain with axe
Ice pick in neck's my attack is right and exact
Kerosene spit to fuel the fire, escaped maniac on bloody rampages of Michael Myers
Shit show with no Fit-Flex Depends emcees are fraudulent as Trump's presidency
Renegade rampage ran rampant with gauge
Kicking emcees off stage like Johny Cage
Ruthless razor-blade renegade, deadly as the virus that causes AIDS
The epitome of karma makes emcees run like Capadonna
Until their stretched out worse than Madonna's vagina
Sex addict appetite, Hefner play boy how I swab pussy like Summer's Eve vaginal wipes
The practitioner inventing a deadly style like Bruce Lee Jeet Kwon Do
I'm internationally known as the captain that won't save a hoe
Homo hand jobs, Vito Spatafore mob captains love to slob on knobs
Apocalyptic diction, decimation spreads rapidly like Covid in America’s deer population
Adhere to the slim calculations, of being queer or fight what u fear the grim alternative altercation
Angered altered altercations, OJ Simpson Isotoner fixation predation
Predation? Jesus Christ JC gimme sumthing not pre-dated!!
Lyrically bankruptcy how I make battle emceesÂ’ net worth drastically decline like RussiaÂ’s currency
We touch on touchy subjects like sex offender community's
Ain't no getting anything by us like customs security
Lyrically I'm cool as Dalton in bar fights without workin' security at Double Deuce in Jasper, MO
ya'll watch time, i watch ya eyes and stab e'm at the same time