...instead of being born into torture I was torn and quartered,
sworn into a general's army
my war machines were more Don C. than StarScream
flip Dons, Kings,
spit six stars to pit my arsonist tendencies against bars and C.R.E.A.M.
take it back to DAT beats and guitar strings,
fat racks of rap tapes for my dogs to drip acetate
stash an eighth and jack rabbits for a bastard's cake,
peel back Hannibal's face, steel jackets for casualties and stakes
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
slag and bag, tag minds in lines blind cha binds by games time
my reality is your vitality virtual arsonal macro spit spacial partials/
now i'm bars bell barbell come off your tarbell you ain't antonio tarver
i got skills that cut flows like hair get's cut at cha barber/
know i'm nothing more than raw world touring
checking your memorials i think i am in your historical ... documents/
Yo when you hear this rewind your tape decks
Eminem is the reason we should practice safe sex!
what are u going to say next? that urs is as big as 8Originally Posted by Big Baby Jesus 666
dick's..... and Latex, well that just don't fit...
please kid stop tha bullshit, no talk about full clips ...
just walk With your HeAD uP, THATS a lil Heads UP...
don't be sumthing ur n0t, when ur tha opposite at tha top
don't need details when it comes to These Tales, onlly time u hot is msn..e-mails, opps mean hotmail, got skill...? Not Reall
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
lactose intolerant MCs spoiled like cheese get milked
cheap thrill indi-vi-ju-ils cop-a-feel lack-a-skill so they caps-i-pill
back, i pack 2 steels in shape of a wheel spin off signal flow to the reel
take u back like tape decks youngins missed out like rain checks
no dates set in stone so towns we paint red, the world rather til i changed it
i got a voice in my head, her name is La-Cinderella
How can this be for a young Scottish fella
She saps all my energy, a face on the wall
Out in my garden, it makes my skin crawl
The voice in my head the doc says its not a demon
Its a problem in my brain, so i guess hes not believin
The shit that the demon says is really fucking weird
When i told the doc he gave me pills out my ears
No one else can see the face thats painted on my wall
Now ignorance is bliss but the problem isnt solved
off wit cha head, I got them bars
that'll give any emcee a 12 step program/
take out cha lights white cha eyes black
write cha lies and give e'm to the spies/
my twin snakes be truth being told
one is liquid and the other is solid
two side of the same coin/
give it a lecture, give it a lesson pressure bust pipes whatever you must write
give it a push beyond its boundaries/
now clowns get cha town cut off now resources are scarce
better prepare to bare ya soul enough to crush coal/
follow the road its like the legend of sleepy hollow
I rock like concrete from across the street 2 tomorrow
dudes run around in black like they wanna be zorro
I'm a play the last of the shaman when and if its a problem
got it lockd up like sicilian itallions heard em sayin 2pac's back
you heard of me then tracks bangn look I'm sponsered by the streets
in the chest lies a beat that why every accapella
every bar is welded to a tee plagarize and try to f*ck with me
Right outside.
Knowledge droppin' like a portcullis
i'm sedated man...
Most men with souls all they want to do is grow
I just want to remember what i already know
blast the civilian population to pieces
the intensity of the synchronicity increasess
Mr Toastman you all know its me
I'm delving into the depths of poetry
Conspire to murder another agent of the false ego
Youll be thinking aliens watch you through a small peep hole
with my words of wisdom i remain strong
conducting a brainstorm watching the pain form
my flow will reverse a running river
so fucking dark the sun will quiver
kill the queen, lyrical cannibal at leisure
then ill swallow a ruler for good measure
run the race, best believe im quick man
built the foundations of your nation on quicksand
Each day i rise, just wanna kill it
In constant dialogue with a demon spirit
Each thought and action i take it voices an opinion
I know this aint the work of Satan or one of his minions
In the bricks and black shit on the wall it made up its facial features
preach this, black shit looking like one eyes a big ass spider
bulldoze your barracks with a full dose of carnage
My dj spin the best tunes, killa cuts give you flesh wounds
this demon is real,no need for a promo
Also on the wall the black shit makes up a wu-tang logo
Track ya, crack ya, bone fracture, capture
Close ya chapter, the modified tractor
If holocaust now a Robot Frank it seems
I bring out Slik Gnikoms aka Calibrated Killing Machine
Oh why does this face look like the Smuggling Booze
Original album cover with that weird ass fo0
5th dimensional being blast and wonder
Take you down with a crash of thunder
up your lives off the dusty baker wives living single spit pringles out cha lungs
leave you salty by the boardwalk when we cipher it leads to fistacuffs/
dusted ways glutten pays wrote cha rusty game, put up 15 love on the score board
cold cut sold sluts by the pyro know i am nero when you get burnt to a crisp/
shit off a wish list wicked clips get cha editted back to the days of cassette tapes
waited faded laser beam focus now nasty as i wanna be didn't cha know the Sheep was deeper than wounds that just open when i sliced cha up like a ginsu/
dArt's amazin trail blazin you tracin facin fate's end, final destination
elimination of global population sent off like aerosmith on permanent vacation
constantly chasin with temptations satans' conscious erasin
snake skins with fake grins i rakes in no escapin trapped in norman bates inn
my plans formulate and devastate game boards that fate spins
input data clips and AK's spit a sage's hatred and contempt
roll shake and rotate spliffs until we're baked, blackened and bent
preach over baptist plates until the sun's day is spent,
sip crimson wages from my congregation until my face drips....
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
plague the rage focused in a cage watch out for the hook
left and right side and swipe verses i rip yours up before i write/
see me in your home is like seeing the man of the house
ripping flows before your done writing is in hind sight brighten/
nesting addressing tackling pressures pre-cursor wide array verses
wasted dated a made man slated to be hated now just mockery/
gimme them yummy mummies dummy honeys slutty bunneys
you know i am the nicest metaphorically given you newer catagories/
hunched over stories bored basics made tricks pig pen slates then
wait cha cracked up like concrete on a masked slut,
whored out artistic presentation/
what a waste then black in purple verses are portabellows
edit cha writens renditions split cha mirages
down the center when confirming all messages/
given back bask in glory melatonin magic told me a presidential story
horrid glory yoga flames totem pole drastic roles devised for a man/
black and red made my days a dream when pressed with thrills to kill the scheme
whether you predetermined outcome or just a dated arc my darts are hollow tipped in the heart/
some of that rapid fire Slik Gnikoms shit
Lyrical Mates, food on a plate
I-really-Wanna-take-out-your-mum-on-a-date
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