ritorical raps, they can't be explained
my mind just expanded, exploded on wax, this just my brain.
disgusting, vile and every word in vein
I'm goin' to hell already, why would I watch what I say
the cost of my pain is wealth in life
torture in death is expected, respect is denied
my prophetic demise sought after, my captor drops dead on sight
schakels fall off like shadows at dusk, a free spirit as time moves on
I move on.. a new song, whos' wrong doing prooves god.
or not.. this one's for pac, at rest or not
macavelli lives on, through every rappers every word
presentin' obseneties with energy in every verse
is this just an empty curse, tempting deadly curves
at astonishing speeds, ups an'-downs, highs an' lows
from uppers an' downers all the time I'm low
with highlighted rhymes, quoted by quotas-a quotents
lyrical equations that evadin' shaded places
deranged faces so sick they like mange cases
then I come along, so ILL it's like we changed places
insane makeshift, tasteless ink wastin' stanzas
causin' pandamonium like twin' towers when jet planes-land-in-um.
this ain't cocaine, It's anthrax I'm-handin'-um.
sniff that shit up, you wont be standin' up like a man, yeah you tough.
*cough*.. exactally my immune system could deal with you like tha flu bug.

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