Tay Geezy Sin City

Enemies we ‘Char-&-Torch’, Rip Limbs ‘Apart-From-Yours’, Eat da organs and ‘Disregard-Da-Core’//
Bring da ‘Hardest-Corps’ we crush ‘Marks-&-Whores’, U still stuck in BATTLES how you plan to ‘Start-A-WAR’??//

Fuckk NESTLE we got ‘BARS-GALORE’… ‘Shallow~Minds’ couldn’t grasp our ‘Hallow~Rhymes’//
Seein da Site from ‘Sparrow~Eyes’, Most of you ‘Callowed~Guys’ was made for BONES like ‘MARROW’s~DESIGN’//

‘ILLUMINATI’, Implorin you Whores Are More like DRUNK DRIVERS coz ya fuckkin ‘CRUISE-are-SLOPPY’// (Cruise=Crews)
Fuckk a DANCE FLOOR, Exportin’ ya Corpes to dump off da Port is da only time we ‘MOVE-OUR-BODIES’//

Beg you chumps to ‘Start-A-War’, We “DUMP MORE PUMPS” than OVERSTOCKK CLEANOUT at WOMENS ‘DEPARTMENT-STORES’!//
Victims get ‘Scarred-&-Torn’, & we SKIM THROUGH ya verses quicker than da BORING ‘PARTS-IN-PORN’!//

macKa

Illuminati’ll bruise your army, calmly re-arm and leave fools departing//
Rhymes used for harming, off the scales like Jenni Craig so it’s useless charting//
Call me the bus driver, coz I take these fools to school so deduce//
It’s like I’m neutered, coz my rhymes can’t ever be reproduced//
So many people are behind my bars it’s like I was Riker’s Isle//
You like my style, it hypes the crowd and my rhymes beguile//
These peeps must be tossing my salad the way they’re spitting my shit//
I rip divine spits, split ya mind bitch dismiss your simple rhyme diss//
Leave you crinkled like Smith’s chips with spectacular vernacular//
Graphic raps tackle ya, defy physics, coz when you spit, you suck like Dracula//