WE'AR HERE


SPIKE SANDERS-
yo, aight im here, and like that it aint even gotta be spoken//
whenever spike steps to the mic you bitchs start chokin//
whatever ya beef was it aint even an issue//
my flow stings harder than burning skin tissue//
I dont need a gun to kill bitchs//
all i need is my mind, my words ell leave you with stitchs//
when i look around, i see no competition//
all these bitchs just be reciting renditions//
of every other gangsta thats ever written a poem//
people talk bout Tupac and BIggie like they used to know em//
yhey be writing rymes convinced that there sic//
but there their flows cold, hotter shit be "cumming" out my dick//
they think they can flow, like they got the answer//
while im chillin with the mic, killin more people than cancer//
too many fake ass thugs, and its my crown they be eying//
talkin bout killin,not knowing theres something worse than dying//
and that bitchs,... is simply to LOSE//
your pride bruised//
gettin beat and abused//
gettin ripped so bad that your left dazed and confused//
wonderin who just fucked you up with that guerrila tactic//
aint no mystery bitchs.... it was spike sanders


WORD~PERFECT-
Me and SS came~ to ~bless ~yall sleepers-
NONCENTZ will take SPIKES initials-
Rip the context to mean street sweeper-
my murderous path is official.Your destination is damnation-
You must want to get served with reservation.
Die over beaf and get relocated to hell for a location.
We go to war for metaphor assassination-
After that journey to the earths’ core for vacations.
We stay hot for those foes that insult us-
My 98 degree body temp will feel like a winter sulstis.
Once I start spitten you’ll feel like a sun burn victom.
It sckenen how the flames reach 4oo degree or greater-
Making you feel like you sun bathed in the equator.
Im the instigator of conflict raging battle on beats-
With insults that make athiest battle over religious beliefs.
Im the cancer,the aids answer, cureing my leprosy with abollo-
So you cant concieve that this disease is doing this solo.
But I here I am- so if you want to diss fallow your plan-
But your beaf aint real just like the contents in a can of spam.
My rhyme is worth 100 grand …..
No fuck this uncut dope is worth a billion grams-
But it will take you overdosing before you’ll understand

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NUCLEAR CONCEPTS- DA ILLEST CREW

Niggas we dont work with tecks, we work with BOMB threats/
So fuck with us and i'll have WORD aim FAT BOY 2 at you and your whole set/- S.S.