genetic introspective check the connectors, we need more powerOriginally Posted by .5KutSkeleton
shock to the system watch the watts, sonic boom what cha guile with a broom, when ever i'm playing AE I am in AE making a mish in AE/
genetic introspective check the connectors, we need more power
shock to the system watch the watts, sonic boom what cha guile with a broom, when ever i'm playing AE I am in AE making a mish in AE/
as hatred peaks I stomp fake feeds burning lakes and trees,
turn up the break beats, murder pages and break screens
weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
-.5Kut
cross up counters bounty pouncers triple X memes
leaves most emcees looking at a blue screen/
Who...Me??? Fool Please, Shrooms Be tha only way i See Blue Things..
Bejewel Kings, Be Cool...Please...or feel my Cruelty be Unruly
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
seek out cha nicest, and watch me put on clinic off ya gimmicks
made limited by budgeteers watch me rearrange cha gears/
shake gear shifters,
create Richter-scale tremors with scriptures
weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
-.5Kut
gettin late at the club picked out a yey'd up stray to fuck
stepped the clutch, uh-oh-the-ho-goes "its that time of the month"
oh great, but you aint got a toothache tho raah ? a toothache ? noo. um, wait, whaa ??
edge ways games names nerf lames triplicate cha power junction levels de-evils
wild mind marvel get cha frozen in the arctic like Captain America/
Askin ta Share With Cha' n i'll be Blastin' ya Char-ac-ters
Main Features, Insane Creatures that Drain ya blood like Leeches
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
Reaches never peaks the ires of leeches when I switch stances
got sucker emcees masterbate cha cancers ooze cum out cha blood clotting rotten sign infect memes get zombie apocalyptic dreams/
fiber optic bleeds,
dropped to the streets and harvested as crops after 28 weeks
slave to the ink,
snatch lames from their graves if they blink
weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
-.5Kut
shrink gizmos through cinematic nymphos intro principles
get cha ripped, and reaped option stepped up them black parades
asteroid fashion clones outta bones of the greatest who ever lived/
desecrate graves and crypts of angry men and famous pens,
take the late shift and place fifth in a race to spit
weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
-.5Kut
scripts get flipped when writers get ripped like Arnolds
call their bluff, biff up the backs to rough know all the tom foolery that takes place on tracks/
Rain axes,
blaze an army's axis with a pharmacist's black lips
Black ninjas in yellow jackets,
A Scorpion stings bastards with fullmetal attachments
weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
-.5Kut
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