One line rhyme-bringin it back!!

[JChavez]

In lifted Toyota 4Runner with burners that cleanse hoods like street sweepers

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

get broke in half, you don't have the synapse to stop not even the jaw of life can save ya

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I wear black hoodies so they can't identify me

[JChavez]

Domestic terrorist how lyrically I’m deadly as Ted Kaczynski in a hoody

[Mantra]

Adidas game of death three stripes
After I Dr. Claw his chest and finish him with an OJ knife

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Call me the condom you always end up in the trash

[Mantra]

Syrup emcees are stuck in sticky situations of karma
Verses are pancake flipped as I wrap heads like Aunt Jemima

[Mantra]

I got emcees missing on boxes like uncle Ben's
I cut spontaneous corpses buried without limbs

[JChavez]

Treacherous vaginas, Delilah clipped Samson's wig cause he wouldn't enlist in her militia

[Mantra]

I'm heartless like Fredo Starr when he shot the little girl in Clockers
Hitting below the belt like dirty boxer's

[Mantra]

It's no competition so bring forth a petition to protest my splendor
The apprehensive apprehendor captured souls are returned to sendor

[JChavez]

With a Mexican sicario detrimental disposition I hunt down the competition

[Mantra]

There's nothing petite how I keep my aim steady
Emcees are shot up free falling like Tom Petty

[Mantra]

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

[JChavez]

Murder rates elevate, feeble cats are half the man I am so I snuff'em with eight

[Mantra]

I stay on deck with ludicrous fast and furious effects like Paul Walker's car wreck