Point break
Keanu
My mind is beyond you
Catch it like the flu
Stick minds like glue
Point break
Keanu
My mind is beyond you
Catch it like the flu
Stick minds like glue
Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 10-10-2017 at 04:00 PM.
bio mechanical spit barren red sea part cha mind splice line type minds genetic get check at the door without a retina we can't scan you get back in line this is just another novel by Phillip K Dick wanna spit
I’m wreakin’ havoc behind these prison-like bars like a young Manson
My Mexican machete leaves wigs looking like before/after satellite photos of Sri Lanka tsunami
It's the intangible animal writer mechanical
Beyond lyrical your a sacrifice for the oracle
Voracious verses vivid like portraits of deceased faces
poke through the soaks of molecules
showing what it takes to make water wet
debt to the rest of nature vs nurture
In the crossfire lost sires are cremated beyond the wire shipwrecked on the island like Gilligan with no logic to survive so expect to expire
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
pause break take pools of dead by at top the 4th wall
known to brawl and battle imps from the 5th dimension
My crew thicker than cape Buffalo bullet invades rib cages on stages no telling where your guts will go I keep a real queen while your tricking on those trifling pussy smelling hoes it's been your time to die foe
Who was once a friend merely a name above the window
V-42 stiletto limbs attached to torso sharp enough to slice Kimbo
Critical invisible divisible by how I ripple
through water on the nipple
You spit flem better than you spit raps
Type of cat to get slapped and not hit back
When your licking ass is the only time you spit crack I'd rather listen to Eminem's relapse high off a dust laced weedbag
Last edited by Mantra; 01-08-2018 at 12:01 PM.
These cats are heartlessly departed from reality
Mentally their dropping the soap in their jail mentality
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
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