here and back


keystylin as a profession.....freestylin for my direction

let's go

DisasterPeice420...wut that numbers fo
four piec3s of ya bodi recovered after i go
two lines, this bitch is a wanna b no show
zero chance for survival afta i spit my flow

pieces of ya disaster designed by the master plan
ur lyrics r dead bitch, destroyed by our whole clan

Class Sic keep our name out ya mouth or die
ur passing away ain't sad, tell ya bitch not to cry

my ryme is ill, gittin siccer by tha hour
only disaster is the pieces of ya that i devoured

open mouth urs for dick, mine for inhaling steam
i spit fire of course, and it FLOWZ in jet streams

self glorification all ya rymes is good for
gimme respeck cuz ima fuckin legend WHORE