yo peep some new shit I'm writing to the "Lifes On The Line" beat by 50, yo:

Yea, I'm known to be a thorn, cuz I'm ill wit the shit
Get a boner off some porn, so I can kill wit my dick
Till I see blood, I'll be sheddin' wit the nine
Rip your head from your spine, if you're dead, then it's fine
You kno that's how I rhyme, from time to time, riiight?
Look at any verse of mine, from line to line tight
Don't front or I'll fatally take and snitch your life
And your wife, I anally raped the bitch wit a knife
She be shakin' and screamin' the bitch is dead
She wanted a helpin' hand, but I gave her my dick instead
In and out I go, fuck that shit, till it's hollow
She dead, go get some head. Hey, atleast the bitch will swallow


what I got so far.

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