mister...please proceed with caution//
i rep the sinister streets of stockton//
you bleed 'cuz we delete ya offense//
chunks of human meat?...we feed to coffins//

believe i, if you'll believe anything in thy lifetime//
we squeeze dry the teary eyed and subtract time from ya lifeline//
those in the right mind, hide or catch blackeyes like in friday night prize fights//
i supply nines to tikes and send 'em off on trikes to pull off my drive-bys//

im just a skitso in a trenchcoat armed with sadistic charm and a pencil//
psych!!! a different type of lead will carve in your mentals like it was art wit' a stencil//
im harvestin' them jokes to ya kinfolk with sharpened insults over hard instrumentals//
its detramental that i get dough, otherwise its simple...i get to slit throats//


(sorry, folks.....im tired as fuck and just wanted to drop a quick freestyle.) keep up the good work fellow battlecats. one love.

......s.v. dangerous

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Originally Posted by Nick Fletcher. I don't drive an Eclipse, they're chickmobiles.

QUESTION: Is it even possible to improve upon perfection???
ANSWER: CRHYME SINDICATE



"I remember this one time I thought I was wrong........but I was mistaken." -Unknown




R.I.P. Jonathan "ONE MAN BAND/TERUMOTO" Nigro. Goodbye brother. God bless the dead. One love.