[Rate] Kickin~It [SCIP]
 

You betta read this verse to ya self before you stop breathin/
Rhymes so fast that I could pick up a ticket for speadin, I'm a rap Heathan/
Lion of this rap game, here my eyes you can try to see wut im seein/
Cleanin Crews Rosters, all your goals are at the stars that you aint reachin/

Bleachin The Hair, like Em, Dont beef wit Scip and your ass will be spared/
Rhymes are so lethal they could feel like gettin the Electric Chair/
Im Quik to assign any herb a casket, you'll be gon and no one will care/
Ha You battlin me is that fair, 2 barz and that will make you run home scared/

hook:
This aint an election so i dont need anyones votes/
Scips demon is being rezereckted, your rhymes are a joke/

My rhymes carry bacteria the In-Fect minds like cuts/
You couldnt eat my punches even if u was the size of Java-Tha-Hut/

I'm more memoriable then presidents faces on coins or bills/
Scip-Tha-Great, Round-Off, Punches swingin like a wind-mill/
The way i slice this cats neck he end up lookin like a human wit gills/
My skill bring dollar billz, Im so crazy Ill use a body as a human shiled/

The way Scip flexes you think I'm Lex Luger/
Ha Battlin me is like Jason battlin Freddy Kruger/
Kick~Flows like lil kids on scooters, Ask Zeke he could be you rap tutor/
All these fake thugs think they godly on the computer, beefin wut a loser/

uppin :shoot: :shoot: :thefinger

uppin for this shit to get read and want some feed on it