|
Guest
|
Reppin
IP:
FAGET M.C.'S NEED TO REALIZE!
MY ILL talent you qoute~others~will deep throat-
you frontin with NUTtin like i busted in you with three coats-
resight-write in SIONIDE-
the ability to conja~a~montra-of metaphor
spit~mix with my carbon monoxide-
once released~this~peace
turn my spit from licidc pain~to acidic rain-
i won't be denied-
cause most m.c.'s cant go the FULL LENGTH like being unsircumsized-
email my rhymes-
to wack rappers give them a peace of my mind-
if they give me a peace of brains-fine!
i'll pay them back with a choice between homicide-
and suicide-
then leave them flatlined-
rip raps seperate hyms with a hyphen-
flow like fire hydrens-
put bitch m.c.'s in the hymlic-
and pop his ovaries and hymen-
raise the styphen-
i'm mentaly unbalanced my brains at a higher level-
revel- in the fact my style of rap makes treble-
tremble-
beat beat and assualt n battery leaving critical~ lyrical~
dentrimental ~on~ instrumentals-
apply skill? you couldn't apply.... to be a REAL m.c.-
for lacken the essential~credentials-
clone me?
you to weak... to meak-
diss you out of a PET~peave i hate SHEEP-(first clone animal)
i set the tone....call it DARKNESS when it vomits from my heartless mouth-
fuck it call it an ECLIPSE whan i SUN(SON) this bitch i BLACKOUT-
twisting my rhymes even in mime is a stunt-
add an ADDLIB burn you like BLUNT-
killa lines refined searching for fake m.c.'s on the hunt-
in a MINUTE-
(I SPIT 0-60) BUT IN BARS NOT SPEED LIMIT-
and still have police hittin me for a ticket-
it's NONCENTZ bitch im still talking-
im so raw i can catch D-U-I's while walking.
|