Slaughtering minds

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Dangerously throw ya topics I cop it like a catch
From Steve Young, Steve McNair, just know I’m there/
Check the way I’m manning the gunship like a gunslinger
Wit skills I’m winning like the Knicks used too/
View me through peer lenses I end cha sentence trample wit pencils
I pen wit skills I bend cha like magneto spit cha credo I’m greedy though/
Put cha back down in the grave save the world in 5 minutes a day
My life is live as the TV is reeling on the reel of life/
Twisted spit cha physics matching wits with the lyrical widget
Gadgetry be optional poetry like the bat mobile/
If you want cha split I’m the razor, the sword that’ll do you like the swizz
Your cheese with holes in it like diamonds I shine your just a chip off the block/
If I rip then you just slip on ice get cha soul caught I am that precise
Sold you like an NBA Team and recouped my residuals like a business do/
Get cha point of view skewed by comments spewed, steaming from shit misconstrued
So if you get the blues get the blues and sing the blues like Andre do/
My flows are lines that pump through the veins of hip hop
Whenever I drop I put cha self in the middle of plot watch cha body rot/

Bones battering scattering timed tattering
Slaughtering minds in houses they ain’t spouting a fountain
Rhyming sharp as a ball hit off the diamond

It’s the human ventilator spitting so sick the creator says what did I do
Now if you want styles I can come with viles and distribute them like you that wild/
Based off the cases replace you in controlled conditions
Propagate hold up on results until niggas get baked like chicks with fake tits/
you grip the pen so light my rhymes raped you
Like a great white…hope or hype take It like hoe that never had pipe/
I’m a shark you swimming with the guppies
Like a lil puppy you getting ate by parents/
You can’t grant knowledge when they’re getting beaten by flows
We reading off pages drafting hearts like a heathen/
So spare wit emcee that hits hard as Jack Dempsey, Mike Tyson and Muhammad Ali
You better quiver like homo thug when I spark a dart hit cha straight out the park/
Drive a wedge sledge ham jam aim cock and cam spit a spam
Play you pams with my grief’s like thieves in the night when you write/
In spite the fight I draw lines sands can’t paw found falling in worlds calling
Time drama hindrance when it’s just a riddance when you thought I was kidding/

Bones battering scattering timed tattering
Slaughtering minds in houses they ain’t spouting a fountain
Rhyming sharp as a ball hit off the diamond