Hot freestyle
 

I’m sicker than a mothafuker with aids and rabies
Heart disease who has a wife called fetus and still can’t make babies
Like storms I ‘reign’, I’ll ‘mad’ ‘rid’ of you like the capital of Spain
Fuck ‘Rockstar’, coz like ‘Max’ I’ll give you ‘Payne’
My rhyme ‘skills’, and if you take away the first ‘S’ my rhyme ‘kills’
I’m ill, got so much heat I can melt Lil John’s ice grill
I spread this verbal chemical solution to cause a rap revolution
Call me capital punishment coz I give lyrical executions
My lyrics fuck you and take all your money like prostitution
Hannibal Lector ill eat you alive start with your brain
So I know what’s on your mind, I’m not sane
That’s my second name, my first name is the opposite of out
‘In’-sane, never wrong I always know what to write/right about
Always got a topic, when even writers block gets writer block
I don’t live on writer’s block, I live on ill street
I don’t trust you, you sit next to c-seat which makes you d-seat/deceit
I never liked you, your styles nothing new like a repeat
My flows ‘fresh’ like ‘prince’ you serve me like ‘Jeffrey’
Murder you like ‘Dahmer’ burn your body n turn you to debris
Now you get your wish coz now you truly are a hot mc,
I drop the illest, n I don’t mean Pac and Biggie from the top floor
My toilets got a cough coz I got ill shit which makes rappers not rap anymore

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