its what i do...



i take shrooms and guzzle forties till my head spins up out my rectum...
im blessed son wait umm...correction i spill more guts than dissections...
leave emcees infected off the clock i can alarm the forever restin...
fame is destined i run through emcees like shit go through intestines...
im aggressive kinda like a lion and a bear steppin together in a cage...
goin doggy style unleashin this rage tha shredder steady reapin a page...
to pieces thats laid all over the floor and just frayed its kinda insane...
my style is similar to a slave original work and never fuckin played...
never ceased to amaze or terrify sorry ass emcees that pout...
reach in and go south and rip they fuckin dick up out they mouth...
ouch ya need night these other cats flows is dirty like mexican droughts...
get the fuck out cuz night is in like gwen with no fucking doubt...
ya need a sick emcee on ya team the type to spit shit obscene...
the one to rip a kat in half then so him back just to tear apart the seams...
whip emcees bust they faces with cream make RB a murder scene...
im a killing fiend sick enough to make a nightmare out a wet dream...
make you scream "ahh fuck this please i beg you to stop"
distraught kill you with an inkblot and then blaze you like pot
have you dropped like you rodney king and im the fuckin cop
leave ya brain unlocked reach in and pull your spinal column out the top...

thats just me...

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