poetically and justifiably sick
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quick spit
IP:
ok this is really quik..bout 20 mins off top......
lemme strugle for a minute as i start to envisage
homeless at thirteen,life gave me this privelage
as i child i woz beat,soul scratched by ma uncle pete
takin outside,thrown.......left on the scrapheap
rap became ma only way to put play into life
only means i had to speak about the torturing knife
my mind has aborted,abruptly...blinded by gluttony
i cant see through the clouds,they all above me
surrounded by pain..mesmorizing....drive me insane
i stand lifeless in the rain...fellin like i bin slain.....
*hook*
throw water on me.....i wnt go out easy
throw flames on me....i wnt go out easy
throw threats to me... i respond super swiftly
throw vipers on me.....my venom 2 sickly......
nxt verse gonna hit wit a twist..helter skelter
fuck wit me ur life hit n miss...card i delt-ya
ima rise to take u down...acidically melt-ya
brain lost,hands tied but still daddys belt-ya
u cudnt knock me out tha ring if u was tha welter (boxin)
i take u to africa, tie u up n legally pelt-ya
i play u off the park as if i woz fukin celta (spanish football team)
uppin sum feedback
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