poor my eyes
some niggas bin feeding on cholestrol fries
when d shank hit em lil lines dey burn ur vibes lies
lyrical gladiator rhymes are straighter than 90 degrees
out to float out d trance flaws like a furnace flux
words that i quote disconects ur throat
with the power to float with the buoyancy of a boat
anybody stuck on this lyrical web get to be sacrificed like scape goat
get feasted upon with spoon longer than devils type when he bloats
lil niggas need nappies they pissin on their nannies
boy ur sight is gettin blurry u need a punani
ur violence sounds muter than silence see i'm ur hoody daddy
toss a coin to da junkbox den stole em cowries
my undefined state of mind is the refined art of rap
swag grows exponentially like spontaneous decay
body came out of my own soul like automatic relay
niggas talk ish with glocks 9mms still they hiding behind the fences
u need lenses 2 see ur chicks menses as i bleed u in my sentences
face is guartanteed horror wen i put on my middle eastern fabrics
put a hindu sign on d face of pea niggas wen my pen runs on em white sheets
terrorist's terror world war was a tremor i'm da real terror
i'm a bad breed sicker than any disease
rhymes flows like killer breeze lines execute with ease
ripin everythin i touch on as the heat is on i make niggaz freeze
i react exothermally so u might get burnt if u dont mind ur biz
when i get bitten i bite back faster than an automatic set up
i'm so addicted to dis shit plus i like treating phyuk ups
shoot up hoods to rep ma hood n d whole block up
i'm not outta control control is outta me dis is da return of hip hop
Posted: at 4-06-2010 03:54 AM (13 years ago) | Gistmaniac |
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