yo, we be on the WTC...straight rappenin'...lyrical cappenin'
yo, we be on the WTC...straight rappenin'...lyrical cappenin'
proof and me crashin deity-like apparatuses over the stratus of new mexian sands, leave the mutherfuckers like tourists trapped,
"ya'll niggas can't be serious, i was nice before ice, before christ, before the the words let there be light, and the light took over the night, i was born wit the mic, lord of the mic before all plant and animal life, took this rap shit to new heights before the wright brothers took flight, before dogfightin' and aerial strikes, before mc's picked up pens and started to write" - Canibus
the tone is tapped throw down the phone ..were yea at// sandblasted jeans a long white tee 10 for the cab with the wu buckle holding my gat//
splattered your head with a wu-tang bat/ blood gushing red, you moaned like a moose slash cat
10 speed folding ya flat ..in forword motion holden pulling ur chest out ya back
before i was at the back i first named the twat/ wrote the definition down in the dictionary under 'womens cat'
If I Offend You .. Fuck You I Intend To ..
spreading her pussy in half as the stream flows in her path// got her dicked hook line and sinker like crack packed wit acid taps//
i dont like skanks so i dig into their past/ at a glance looks like a dime underneath cant tell how many dicks shes danced/
If I Offend You .. Fuck You I Intend To ..
dropping her pants the hips got u in trance// bells jingle like cans sweaty hands then she turns around ..........damn she's a man
lmao^
after i saved up.. working 2 years at the ice cream stand/ cheated.. i was forced to join the circus as an akrobat's hand/
If I Offend You .. Fuck You I Intend To ..
an elefent ryder cought my eye spane flying high on high wires this bitch is from thialand
all nights bums drink cider passer's by stopping to lend lighters/ still homeless when it cost millions to build jet fighters/
If I Offend You .. Fuck You I Intend To ..
all shitted up like used wet dippers// blinded piper in the cypher speed in hyper mode the air is getting tighter for ur head to expload
i spring alien probes, spawn mass army's of garden gnomes/ dont like my shit ill staple a boombox to your earlobes/
If I Offend You .. Fuck You I Intend To ..
punks crooks and weirdows street baning weak beer-ho's // beats bang near-shows mic handla to hear-pro's beat ur eyes closed shut
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