Back on My Shit......

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Dead cha crew bury them back eons b4 rap was born
Spit cha click clack you can’t flip that without the verbs
I’m bound by the sounds nouns form like shoulder missiles from Voltron/
Triple up on bars whether singular or plural spit a focus so potent
I leave you shriveled up like a raisin in the sun with a gun/
Unicron shoot out protons from the arm like galvatron
Expunge you don’t got the grease to re-oil my bike chain/
Spit cha flash in the pan painless man I’m aiming for the head
Dead cha beef cook you like raw meat don’t ask what’s the beef/
I got the lord have style radicalize in articles that paralyze
Rhyme oxide cha chemical imbalance with styles that so damn glorious/
If you running like backs I slant route you cats without the wildcat in the pack
Jack your plays my calls be bills without the T-O factor, a hacker without C Plus-Plus package/
Master domes open homes in your home you got the snow I got the blackout potential
Extremely notable close your quotes with flows the edging the ledge/
You can pledge your allegiance I’m egregious to any apparatus
Take over your castle like “Dungeons and Dragons”
Push the horse without the Trojan and carriage/
I’m closing in; hit cha pitch you can’t even take this bitch
Flip out cha wig like the rocket do roids thinking yours not a toy/
Employ your reigns I rain down pain with the agents in orange
During the blackest night write cha lights out with zombie blackouts/
Eat cha whole dish plus some this is what happens when you facing a ripper
That’s diabetic, never empathic end cha career in the middle of the ring
Leaving you speared, and broken by the War Machine Gore! Gore! /
I’m back on my shit too sick to be legit flip them wigs you all are just pigs
Give you swine flu in the form of a kite I flew/
So if you question the…Best even now….
Best not tweet or you’ll be benched like a clown/


Easily I can flow
Fuck what cha think
Quit jacking my spit
If you ain’t quoting, then you ain’t noting
You ain’t nada, zip, zilch take a chill pill
And quit cha hating….and stop jacking my spit

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Uppin