right on my flesh.
i tattooed the names of my victims
right on my chest.
some say its a psychological symptom.
but nvr the stress.
My dogs savagly bit them,
Right off of the ledge.
Never the less
they
Plummet right to they death.
I smite devils with knowledge
Wet work clean up a mess.
ya rappers spitting it garbage
Ya average at best.
The cannon pull back ya arms
And puff up ya chest.
Im a master at chess.
Move soldiers thru wood floors
Breach doors
hold swords close to they breast.
And that's just the start of the quest.
So here is the rest.
I embark,
On a journey with Noah's arc.
I Gavem life in a gurney
One night
right after the dark.
These suckaz Take part in the bark
but never the bite.
The Devil's i smite.
I might strike tonight with a firm blow,
But right now im Hoping this blunt burn slow.
I'm living the dream
I'm causing nightmares to rappers actors
And microphone fiends.
My soldiers stand at attention when u walk like a queen.
Skampoe single handedly dismantled Ur team.
Imma muhfuckin nightmare..
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