Fakes drapes make slats primate climates get prophesized like wizards’ faker than drains funnel cakes pile a snakes wrapped around the neck
Drop you back in swamps and mud holes
operating outta mud holes making me the surgeon
Dont copy me, break you like pottery, ryhme like me? yea, you might win the lottery..
dont try n be nice, its a mockery, consciously droppin heat, possibly the illest villian chillin for reallin..
bitch, I'm bored of your bars..
Spit game hit hard leave you all seeing stars..
I ain't playing, couldn't give damn what ya'll saying,
have you drop to your knees and start praying..
Classic massive drop battling mind magic improbable be doable by how I write
Type hype outta the Cuse abused verses by curses doing crushes
Busting flames crush you like the loud house be dousing competitor’s hearing aids
Flame it blaze it bombard chef it all in the mix
Crazed never phased by lames so seen it coming like eagle vision
Coming with those lyrical Armageddon best bread eating feed what cha featuring
Read what cha leeching from I seed those torrents
Been aborting like missions I don’t wanna take part of
Get those uploads up when you get them downloads upping
A genius with liquid swords lords applaud the destruction
Of a feeble evil devil beheaded robot that malfunctioned
Train em like rocky trained young creed my phantom punch
Guaranteed tko needless to say noone saw it coming
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
i'm a call like i see it, if you wack i'm a be in the crowd to take the reigns, the crown and destroy the sound leave you asking did he just work with "beats by the pound"
If i lose to the death bury me without a headstone
But the rival who slayed me will awake to a cyclone as i return resserected holding the head of the thieving king who overthrew my throne
In a different timezone homegrown has my mind blown so I'll chill or breakout the semiautomatic rhyme chrome
Last edited by Mantra; 09-01-2016 at 01:44 PM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
swab these rappers mind with magnets erase they're whole hard disk
spit without the jada or the kiss, i host you ghostly styles vile with miles on it
when i possess them mostly roasted in ciphers pretty toastly
Ghostly comatose these, holy n un holy fiends,
Solely green when i roll these trees
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
copius socialize leave your rising like a crimson tide
eyes wide shut had to henshin to a spectre
check my conjecture when i displace ya
This a tribute to all brutes stacking loot police sniper on the roof I ruthlessly shoot
Got a horn to tute blindfold opposition take position then execute
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
had to bellichick those bills when i catch these losers like thrillkiller batman
you can't wrap suthin' sounding like nothing I can mcguffin sucker emcees
making them lose speed, can creep like a spider and hang like a bat upside down
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