Intruding memories lead me to the hennesey
throws reality to its knees
causes brains to bleed

Im sick of fatalities
Im sick of reality
Im sick of society
Im sick of sobriety
Im sick of pro-b
starin at me
drinkin green tea from gnc
wanna fuck with me?

Your goin over a bridge with slit wrists and bricks tied to your
legs you look better dead in red
I attack situations like Judge Dread
Only running from the feds with a towel on my head
Shootin little kids

But wait lets get back to reality and real fatalities.

so turn the page its the next phaze of your mind trapped in a cage
released by rage on paper im a forsaker to this place of hate...
someone hand me a coke plate.

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No comments?

Nice drop anarchy...not bad at all

FU ALL posts but no comments on me elite shit.

I duuno know man
Wasnt long enough or sumthin
0/10

nvm ty bmack.

wasn't long enough? doesn't have to be full songs u tard its a verse. battle me u'll loose.

Ya Ok
who and what is your DEAL DUDE

who and what? my name is pat sneakin smokin the fat sack, runnin through your back yard with a bat and a mask, really blasted betta fasten your belt and write help in reverse on the window as u cruise in a hurse. Its like a curse from witchcraft someone always gets the shaft and ends up in a casket in your case its a basket chopped into peaces made to look like feices.

I dont think it was long enough either, it dont have to be full song length but still it should be some what on the lengthy side.

i got some lengthy stuff i could spit but i dont want to? should be the message you receive from the peace that entertains your mind son not how many words were used

Yay it's pat from the movie
Dude looks like a lady merk this cat its a duty
Snatch your fat sack and crack your wack ass with the axe
Cracks skull and breaks the body frame
You suck so much dick drink semen and yet you feel no shame
Your horror rap shit just doesnt impress me One bit
Im a flip the script rob you and leve your throat and wirst slit
Chemicals is what i spit there's no cure for em
Spit em at bitch niggas and let them, know i aint ever scared of em

correct me if im wrong :\

listen to bitch callin me dark when thats exactly how his fuckin name starts. in the dark... you'll see the spark from my bic lighter. lightin ur ass on fire and slicin your tires. you attempt to talk shit but your really just a bitch suckin dick and eatin shit.

lemme attack you with my gat rata tat tat on your back with my gat its a fact that when you talk trash and studder rhymes your sure as hell to loose this time.