m 0 s e s
04-03-07, 12:14 AM
quite contrare to the others, i keep it realer then another
'til i'm six feet under or under the silk of white covers
stretched out on cold morgue-tables, no blood flow
eyes starin' to the obyss, death exhalted when the guns blow
son's flow is obnoxious, pop up from playin' possum
red-dot 'em, or pull rapper vocal cords thru they nostrils
hung by intestines this is murder rap, servin' cats is homicide
i'm hot that's why cats wanna fire bomb the ride
you preach lies like a pastor, while i recline in laughter
my stacks is grander you lames say my name in vein with backwards grammer
pop the blammer, these n*ggas talkin' sideways, i'ma off 'em
no shootin' beat you with the hammer put a nail in your coffin
no jokin', i'm unaffected by the sh*t that you do
what you eat dont make me sh*t, stick to you dude
before i stick you duke', don't get me wrong, i wont shoot you
i'll black and blue you, and up a video of it on YOUTUBE
cut the frames down, DOT-GIF IT, go to the site where you battle dog
then text-diss you with ya own beat down as the avatar
watch the whole forum laugh at yall, i'll dot ya i's, cross ya t's
if you run the rap came i'll get on a beat and amputate you at the knees
n*gga please, you talkin' too much with your sentences
runnin' your mouth like your lower jaw grew appendages
verses dispersed in the form of messages, i'm not the one to cross
unless you want everything from your shoulders up, off
i'll knock ya head off, my right hook breaks faces
in eight places, you move too slow like the matrix
n*ggas got their poker faces on, my sleeves conceal the aces
one false move the ski masked adorned and like a tred mill
i'm runnin' in places
i'm losin' the flow but it dont matter, my d*ck pokes bladders
smoke massive flow tragic lines keep comin like automatics
:angry:
'til i'm six feet under or under the silk of white covers
stretched out on cold morgue-tables, no blood flow
eyes starin' to the obyss, death exhalted when the guns blow
son's flow is obnoxious, pop up from playin' possum
red-dot 'em, or pull rapper vocal cords thru they nostrils
hung by intestines this is murder rap, servin' cats is homicide
i'm hot that's why cats wanna fire bomb the ride
you preach lies like a pastor, while i recline in laughter
my stacks is grander you lames say my name in vein with backwards grammer
pop the blammer, these n*ggas talkin' sideways, i'ma off 'em
no shootin' beat you with the hammer put a nail in your coffin
no jokin', i'm unaffected by the sh*t that you do
what you eat dont make me sh*t, stick to you dude
before i stick you duke', don't get me wrong, i wont shoot you
i'll black and blue you, and up a video of it on YOUTUBE
cut the frames down, DOT-GIF IT, go to the site where you battle dog
then text-diss you with ya own beat down as the avatar
watch the whole forum laugh at yall, i'll dot ya i's, cross ya t's
if you run the rap came i'll get on a beat and amputate you at the knees
n*gga please, you talkin' too much with your sentences
runnin' your mouth like your lower jaw grew appendages
verses dispersed in the form of messages, i'm not the one to cross
unless you want everything from your shoulders up, off
i'll knock ya head off, my right hook breaks faces
in eight places, you move too slow like the matrix
n*ggas got their poker faces on, my sleeves conceal the aces
one false move the ski masked adorned and like a tred mill
i'm runnin' in places
i'm losin' the flow but it dont matter, my d*ck pokes bladders
smoke massive flow tragic lines keep comin like automatics
:angry: