f*ck it my n*gga, I seen you lurcking. Was going to wait until I tied my other sh*ts up cause I'm mad busy but this motherf*cker being stagnant is sending me under. Dunno why I got such a soft spot for this place, Pro'lly tellin me somethin' haha..
LET'S GO N*GGA, SOME MARATHON TYPE SH*T..
You never saw the gr0ssness on his A-Game. I think I was 16 or some sh*t battlin you, a green horn. Now I'm a fully skilled mercenary. Better ax somebody. Check, show me you see this sh*t n*gga.
Sorry young'n, your skills novice, ya not pro
so I'm about to dent ya sh!t in like rims going over potholes
FACE the number one like MacGrady's chest
Gross not sick you spit softer than baby's breath
even ya girl's scared in my presence just cause
I tore her insides up like performing a reverse cesarian section
My flow way more exuberent and constantly proven it
your non congruent b!tch, ya flows constipated ya not movin sh!t
I leave nothing to waste, but if I had to classify you, you'd be industrial waste
A gansta always has something tucked in the waist,
but a warrior uses his wit and fist to tuck in ya face
strictly jabs, no hooks to Fuc# you up
finish the combo flow with a Shouryuuken upper cut
lyrically street fight ya in a cypha
so keep talking if you want me to bleed ya mouth
you'll be a has been like Creed, Arms wide open and Jesus out
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don't you get suspicious, I'm BIG dangerous your just a likkle vicious
aight word up...been busy, but I got you a lil suh'en...I'l get back at you tomorrow.....peep this out..
sorry pops but that fire in ya spirit has grown dim, this senior citizen won't win
this old prick prolly got grown kids that's older than gr0ss is, so quit.
ya hope's slim b.tch, I scold skin. f.ck a deadly seven, there's NO sin
that could ever endeavour to be level with them feathers you posting
you fellas been smoking or coke sniffing to the Nth degree if you picturin the
ridiculous notion that this hopeless, pretend emcee's pen competes with a splendid beast
of my calibre, I'll end this weak feeble motherf.cker then proceed
to extend this heated ethnic cleansing streak
to his friends & peeps & any kid in the vicinity showing empathy will get viciously beat
kicked in the teeth totally smashed to an amnesic state so I can ask "you remember me?" Then repeat.
yo I strangle fags, savagely render ya fam'ly cats handicapped
bring bloodbaths to ya rugrats even ya old man get clapped
handle that & watch as I state claims, rape lames, take aim on this n.gga
& spray flames from within the 8 gauge. A killer. I ain't changed, buildin
lyrical pyramids while this n.gga Face moans, he still in the ape stage
I'm willing to break bones, I'm willing to place blame like "the uzi did it".. He on pedestal?
I'll knock face off like a movie critic, cruel satirics hit & bruise ya spirit until ya death is forgotten
not even over the hill, your old ass lost it's breath at the bottom.
I can't believe how pathetic you've gotten regrettably rotten, you fukkin wack!
this lyrical defecation, you isn't up on that? lemme give you a demonstration
...I speak of cervical fractures, he feeling trepidacious.
Nevertheless I'll break his neck in eleven places. Good gracious It's apesh.t
when I'm gettin pugnacious ya head & chest get left on the pavement, the rest gettin sprayed over
the grill of my range rover...I told you I ain't sober so stay in ya lane soldier aight?...
I'll decompose your writes, cuzz you the joker type..& yo, ya lyrical skill PITIFUL still...
..................................................................& i know i'd be right saying so(HH) is ya life!
and we out.. I'm jus gettin warm.
edit: sorted my lines out..here for the followin rounds after work..
the only way you beat me is holding my d!ck or swinging your breath
you gets no respect like hore's do
I'm a bezerk expert in wetwork torture you like them dudes in Saw 2
the prize lies in the back of your mind
with a fraction of rhymes I'll fracture ya spine
its fact that my lines attack faster with time
my dialect ties ya neck snaps any frail diction or complext context
you type with ya palms wet
I'll evacuate ya space like a bomb threat
how you thinking you hard when your still suckling ya mom's breast
just take this loss and give me my props next
close your eyes to your demise and have a calm death
have the 23rd psalm fresh in ya cerebrum
if you have to ask who's the best talk to B.I.G. when you see him
you face oblivion certainly for an eternity for committing purgery
you lyin to yourself for sure you not coming back, no encore it's curtains G
flow and the words are deep face spit with more heat than mercury
lift up your skirt SOHH I can expose your ovaries
now SOHH actually sees its a b!tch who's hating
can't stop my reign you lame guess you like feeling the precipitation
just face it the anticipation makes the pressure's tight
ya rhymes barely a mega byte mine surpassiing a terra byte
infra red scope will give you a red eye and i ain't talking a terror flight
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don't you get suspicious, I'm BIG dangerous your just a likkle vicious
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