Set Thrasher, that will kill u a Sec Faster then ur other Band Members
and i know ur flow is fucked up like a Transgender, magic spitz i emit like a Grand Wizard
Set Thrasher, that will kill u a Sec Faster then ur other Band Members
and i know ur flow is fucked up like a Transgender, magic spitz i emit like a Grand Wizard
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
Yall fake ain't no hands shook, friend took me out to red hook filled with theives
Before we leave, cop a bag of weed, blaze it once we on the L.I.E
wutang till i D.I.E. when i grab the M.I.C all mc's will flee from the B.T
And Please Belive, Come At Me You'll Be Pointing To The Sky Like E.T.
Asking To Phone Home Only Unfortuanatly It's Busy, My Eyes Foresee
That Tragically, You'll Soon Fade To Black Like The End Of A Movie...
slice your mind divide by 10 check the times you end rhyme again once woven twice sick
spit shit only a cat with literary flows can check and bookmark, section that off when you reach the charts/
my style is sheepish, attacking wolves in a remix, the weakest link you be it!!
crush you coldly watch cha metalfist freeze,watch cha rust in front of ya own eyes
stop standing in place thinking you rocking crowds when you mute at a deaf kid/
my one line rhymes hit like nines to da spines...leave u crippled...mind state rippled, now he talk wit a dribble, while me n my girl take turns on ya ex girls pierced nipples.
keep 120 ray gun powder inside the canister
i chopstick fly guys and stir fry ya soul...hong kong phooey juvies don't move my remote control
"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)
"Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)
I speak mos low, peep the vocals, my unique blow flows, reach global warming temperatures and reek loco!!!
sip SoCo while snappin photos ya girl go low while inhaling my fist until she insist no mo'....
"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)
"Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)
then she go so far as to threaten to chop off my dick fuck that bitch i put her in the ditch went home and told my wife to make me a sammich
Dont forget to pick up the soap
"I got your back but you best to watch your front."-GZA
I got the strength & aggression to kidnap emcees, i'm surrounded by wu killa bees, i'm not uh dead emcee, R.I.P ODB
Peace To New York
The weeds sour like patches got my eyes red like ketchup packets
Fuck it, tryna stay on track and if I fail to maintain,relax...my mind races...I'll lose that
letting the speed of light double up on my mass...produce an epic that only developed minds can grasp...
"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)
"Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)
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