verse1
my thoughts arent my own,my presence is there but im not home//
im a spirit in da wind,satan's next 2 kin,born from da blood of sin//
now it started on a friday nite,me n myself and i got in a fight//
im stragglin myself,reachin 4 da gauge on da shelf,voice screamin help//
shots exit my soul,flesh n blood exits da hole,seen through da eyes of crows//
got a jagged edge stabbin my spirit,spit at my demons so they can feel it//
i guess im commitin a homocide,& suicide,cuz my spirit n body's death collide//
no more screams,is dis for real or jus a bad dream,is shit wut it seems//
wut is life w/o death,n death w/o life,tainted blood spills out my rhymes//
shits writin in blood,raps newest thug,torn apart by showerin slugs//
life after death,ready 2 die wit my last dyin step,til my las gasp 4 breath//
rest in peace,fuck i rest wit my piece,wit a razor clenched in my teeth//
i spit wut i kno n can,in da booth sqeezin tight,wit my mic in my hand//
like royce da 5'9'' death is certain,when i die im leavin blood on my curtains//
u try 2 kill me but kill ur self,be witness of how ya death was dealt//
allik war da raw killa,spilt personality servin 666 dinnas,im a killa//
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feel da anger,when i leave my essence on these papers//
suicide n homocide,collide,when my words,mic,n bullets collide//
ima a raw killa,death deala,dat'll kill myself and u niggaz//
verse2
its 4 in da mornin,weed smokin,coke sniffin,not givin,a fuck gettin,high 4 no reason//im rapin mics,n straightin dikes,performin drive-by's on bikes,do wrong fuck right//2 da hood for wut i pledge my alligence,posed by biggie n pac's demon's,stab my voices screamin//sumtin like a demon,n evil is wut im breathin,chokin bitches screamin//my words come in cloud when i smokin,my rhymes become insurance when brokin,killin muthafuckas who think im jokin//my brains composed of psychopathic membranes,fuckin up ur mental mind frame,involved with da game like niggaz who's bitches give'em brain's//
instagate beef,when im beatin peace,scream fuck da poilce when walkin da streets,explode in niggaz when blazin my piece//i breath n recycle smoke,roll me in a blunt inahle men u bound 2 choke,chokin words grasp ur throat,collapse ur voice box when ur neck is broke//these drug tainted veins pump venom,dat poison ya ears wit a deadly rhythm,bury my enemies
when they're still livin,say ur prayers cuz ur life im demandin//i disperse,each verse,wit a anchient curse,formulated 2 quinch ur thirst,able 2 smoke ur mind after these 3 rounds burst//hollow bullet tips shatter,ur brain matter,and come out lookin like cake batter//wit a dictionarytongue,dat proves im no ordinary one,i spit vocabulary son,dat cause my advisary's 2 run//
i haunt radio's & stereo's,wit a unbeatable flow,similar 2 soap,cuz i stay on top of da flowlike dishwasher liquid,u niggaz betta duck when i cock my biscuit//my words lightin when i write,n shock ya spirit outta of ya life//bullets exit ur soul,like eviction notices hoe's,leave ur wife
wit nuttin but her cute lil toes//camoulflage wind in a gust of vapor,dat showwer my words on 2 this paper,sweetin u now so i can enjoy u later,havin u fall in wit a apparent player//
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verse3
so as da new president of da united states,i now legalize drugz n prostitutes so 2 my niggaz out there drop da weight,n make ya cake//not da one 2 disrespect my streets,so ill drive 2 yo hood n piss on yo streets,n i wont rape our houchies,but got no problem rappin ur gurl's couchie,n when im done piss in da bitches pussy//dealin life n death,in multiple sets,influence ur final rest//
kill u n kill myself so i can kill u again,wake u from ya dream n do it again//
im fuckin crazy,mom couldnt raise dis mental baby,sumtin like shady//
da type 2 stick my dick in ya ear n fuck wut u heard,wit words in my sperm//
probly think im a rich guy thinkin im poor,but im actually poor wishin im rich//
i cut rhymes,when dis pen pierices these lines,wit words from side 2 side//
i speak my mind,n tlk wit knives,put u in a coffin n bury u alive//
kill u n instagate my death,so no evidence is left,n da scenes secrets r kept//
destroyin n e thing,n everything dat steps in my path,n u cant caculate my apocolpse even if ur a master at math,philosophical like a man of da past//
n when da lights go out,n da sun goes down dats when my demons come out//rip satans ears off n shout in his bleedin drums,so he fears when i come//
feared by many n loved bye all,scream fuck da world clenchin my balls//
if i do die will i b missed,or will my life's memories fade in da mist//
fuck it i aint scared of death,but u ur scared 2 death,n fuck savin wuts left//
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um i see 10 have viewed my freewrite n 7 viewed dis one but only 1 replied 2 da freewrite n 0 2 dis 1 u people scared 2 give a reply u cant hurt me or bring me down wit w/e u say if its bad im sry 4 ur poor judgement but plz leave sumtin shit

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if you rememba me it aint good but it aint bad.i like how long it is.

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yea da short rhymer jus kiddin nigga thanx not 1 of my best but certainly not one of my worse

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