March 19th at 6:30p.m.
this is just a quick keystyle i wanted 2 spit
chea...check-it yo, yo
dope lines - try n scope mines - get soaked like gun crimes..
skin in shreds - never slept on but bin in bed - bout my dough like homer says..
haha.
yo lethal spits .. like herion addicts .. u half ass'd vet on top like dusty attics ..
on top of my game .. watch da sky get scrape .. like ruins of da worldtrade ..
cant be stopp'd, fuck signs .. smoke dat mary j call up blige ..
chemicals dat smoke provide .. hit my lungs n my mind .. called da high ..
fuck rules i cant abide .. tights grips on ya neck to burst ya lips is apply'd ..
get in line .. just-in case i smoke dat timber n flow like lakes .. i never cry'd ..
swipe ya eyes wit pesticide .. test dis guy .. im bound to fire pests on dey side ..
realize .. when my punchlines n ur chest in-cline .. u'll need a back-up heart like surgery on spines ..
i was taught never to call names .. chumps u cant change .. cuz chump change stay da same ..
dey say i spit like i got no tounge .. 3bucks brighten up da smile on ya son .. wit a hot one like a cinnabon ..
bricks of dope touchin da ceilin .. got kids sniffin buildings .. jus to specialize in my fieldings ..
im deep like wishin wells .. i eject many fluids like holdin cells ..
grip dese emcees till im holdin cells .. its ya destiny child to flop cuz even michelle fell ..
sick of hearin da same ol concepts .. i move brain waves jus to get on ya concisence ..
u spit nonsense .. like casino gamblin i bomb centz .. leave bodies lower den original projects ..
force ya smell sense .. to take my lyrical white meds .. watch ya life go downhill like snow sleds ..
fuck keys i got bricks to push .. kerry u overseas leave u shook like bush ..
i do dis cuz im ill at it .. da autos is still matic .. my shyne'll blind u to da massive ..
stuck behind barz like dese words n lines .. bout ta blow by n make my own noise like wind chimes ..