Ayo,check it


This cat about to ~feel it ~ like he ~ejaculating~//
On the fact you hatin',the only time you in~heat~ is when you're
on the ~back of satan~//
Let me get the facts straightened,my rhymes ~sick~like I'm i~ill with the flu//
When I'm finish with you,I doubt you'll still be in your crew//
I spill blood,my pen is stainless//
Your rhymes painless,you must be brainless//
Your a ~big asshole~like a ~fag's anus~//
This cat's name is M.dizz-ill//
Huh,You can suck my dick.izz-ill//
Crack ya dome,and watch the blood out ya head spill//
You trying to go against me is going ~nowhere~like tring to ~race
on a treadmill~//
Ill leave your fingers crossed and have ya group wishing//
I'ma ~serve~this cat like ~women in soup kitchens~//
Dawg you ripped,And I don't care what ya friends think//
It should been defeatable not killa instincts//
Send someone against a I'll grind ya man//
Could'nt ~spit~a metaphor if it dwelled inside ya ~saliva glands~/

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