Pleez Knoe
 

Please Know
That Hopin's Not An Option
'cuz Your Faith Has Been Shot
And Your Confidence Is Bein' Held Hostage
The Little Nuts You Got
Is Arguin' With Your Brain Sayin'
Your Insane Retarded
To Play Games
With Heartless Cats That Spray And Take Aim
When You Wear No Vests
Only White T-shirts With Big Red Targets
Gosh Darnit!!!
Pray To The Lord That This Shit Dont Harm Ya
'cuz My Excalibur Is Doin' More Than Just Piercin' Ya Armor
Take A Deep Breath And Wait For The Coma (uh Huh)
Then Drop An A-tom Bomb Like A B-52 Bomba' On Ya
Like We Wanna Do To Saddam And Osama Bin Laden
When They Got To Sketchin' And Plottin'
Ways To Start The Muthafuckin' Drama
Bringin' On Problems
But Now That Your Slaughtered
Im'a Visit The Funeral Parlor
To Lend A Few Words To Your Bothered Momma
And Her Fuckin' Daughter
Somethin' Smooth Along The Lines Of
Sorry Ya Childs A Goner
But If You Like
You Can Come With Me For The Night
Fuck Right
And Earn Somethin' Like...five Dolla'z
Plus A Bus Pass Home
But I Guess The Other Ones Walkin'
'cuz You Know
Im Too Busy Poppin' Colla'z
And Gettin' Blown Up Off This Ganja
To Unlock My Drivers Side Door
And Start This Muthafuckin' Car Up


Give Me Some Feedback On My Verses.
.......supervillain Of The Crhyme Sindicate

Good Lookin' Out Comrad.

-S.V. THE TYRANT

nice thread. that was some sick ass shit.
check out some of my threads and tell me what you think.