Deliquint

im completely-ready, to defeat-you-wit-a-machete/
like freddy, krooger, ima run up in ya dreams, and hit you wit the steady-looger/
->>ok opener

my game-tite, like divided blow-jobs i'll have ya brain-sliced/
may-invite, other homies to get mirked, if they jus like you and cant spell ya own name-right/(darrk-dark)
->>end of second line way stretched

understand im not a joker, but i do confuse you wit a comedian/
catch a beating-man, you couldnt spit hot shit wit ya mouth wit heated feces-crammed/
->>wording is fucked....it comes out forced when you say it

your attracted-to-this, this faggot-is/
not allowed in the rap-game, like sexist men in a room wit women-activists/
->>doesnt hit hard and way stretched

im back-in-this, not restin and quickly investin/
money, in ya death, so i can cut you open and stomp ya intestines/
->>its ok i was kinda feelin it

wait-till-u-die, elton got this fairy-to-ride/
im bout to make you go down, like mary-j-blige/(had a song called "going down")
->>pretty cool closer



Darrk

Loaded CLips, hollow points Dat's my Game
DIs aint no dream it's real you'll die with pain
->>guns in a text again? PLAYED

I'll let u come wit yo Machete n i'll juss aim
Catch Slugs thur yo mouth, yo eyes, n Brains
->>^^^

Soo Stick to yo Clothes and ice
I'm Darrk Sickest mutha fucka since Obie trice
->>its alright

My mind twists and turn's
n the Darrk i stand while i Load it n Burn
->>didnt connect

Leaving enemies on the floor Helpless in death
SPitting blood up n with whole's thur there chest
SO when u come down to Da dirty south make sure u wear a vest
->>weak closer

Deliquint took it easy he had some creativity...Darrk you gotta be creative you cant talk about guns in text it just doesnt work.

v/Deliquint

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