u cant deny it like fabolous because im so miraculous
destroyin every MC quickly im just attackin u in this
get in ur dreams like Freddy and leave u dead on the floor
givin u some more i'll kill everyone written in red on the board
u could call me the bad guy im so mad when i sighed
so high that insane is a basic word so i just ride
leavin carnage behind me like its a part of my history
i dart fast in my misery and start creatin my own mystery
everyone be thinkin of me reminiscin on the good times
with some hood rhymes askin urself should i step in line

blahh.....

yo...

I'm rapping in text's after effect on a crowd,
fuck slashin your neck, I'm after half of your check when it's out...
yo beef wit me, the streets know the heat that I blow
your weak, so don't even speak about elites in a show
I write on sheets, so when I'm down, you can peak on the flow
see the heat, that's complete to go over any beat when it blows
I'm like a heatseeker, wit meatcleavers hang on the cieling
vampire fangs in my mouth and wolf nostrils, believe in
the demon that lives inside of my bodily form
I lived 1000 yrs ago before my mortal body was born
shit, ya'll can't battle wit me, after I free
my fuckin pre-requisite is enough to kill you indeed...

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when i come around people be losin their breath
my rhymes makin u shut up while im crusin to the left
put you to ur death man i wont stop cuz i cant stop
my hands are hot the words are colder than everest rock
i never stop keep it movin like my vocals are water
i was killin it before but now im takin over the slaughter
takin care of it like its my daughter dont fuck wit it
these people need to stop rappin cuz they suck wit it
cuz the fallin in that black hole its a fact that i'll attack
at any moment at anyone my words make that kinda contact
on the block when i pass they just on a respirator
everyone stops like im directin the class for the haters
when i come thru no one knos what to do should they run
would they be the one to beat me, The Fire's Son
u done before even started ur slower than retarted
im the closer for the regarded and u'll be bombarded

my techniques are unforgivable,like ya girl so winnable
like death in different war times my shit is so plentiful
like police i rip the skates back,death trap, no pay back
one smack,from my hand will leave ya face like ya girls ass, flat
call me a westcoast state,how im making more eathquakes
than the california tetonic plates,and as the earth shakes
theres no time to take, back the sins that yo ass did make
so stay there and look stupid,ya dumbass what da fuck
cause my gats on lucid,and it get niggas high so ya better duck
so stay back since im the heir to the throne its time to dub thee
so yo dumbass can become that nigga fiftys prodigy like M-O-B-B

slap prostitutes with condoms
.......and feed em to starving kids in Rowanna..
in bloodied up pajamas i study the dalai llama
its probably drama when i see you ima
snap fingers like snotty mamas
you see me in ya hood you know.......
its probably drama........

yo whats up lets go lets go
its legend up in this bitch fasho
just here to let yall know
i got all of ya bitches pregant but aint paying child support no mo

i dont know why i wrote this

bringin hell to heaven all people that died by the 187
bells bein rung loud like they revvin cars times eleven
hearts are colder than the icebox with light rocks
u in total disbelief just standin there while ur sight stops
with bright locks holdin u down against ur will
keepin tight blocks only way u gettin out is by payin the bill
no escapin out the back take a different route without lack
dont stop runnin like police chases with doubt and crack
bring it back like u returnin a video remember please rewind
with the keys behind the door put ur knees up and recline
i decline MCs they dont have enough energy like batteries
dont come at me with that shit dont even try to flatter me
rhythm i did 'em quick and left they asses on the porch
try and get rid of 'em they come back like we in court
rebuttal rebuttal we keep going at it like tennis
its back and forth and its the fourth time they meant this
try and run out u'll never make it cuz u'll be done out
died right then and there so i guess i won out

YO...:::Warm It Up:::

I Swear Niggas On My Ass ALL Day, They Even Trynna Spank~Me
-CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS?-
Hope~Can Raise Ya Spirits, So Now The DOPEMAN Trynna Gank~Me
-MAN I MEAN THIS-
For The Inconvience Of Puttin Out These Rhymes You Should Thank~Me
I'm Just Tellin It Like It Is....AND THATS TOO PUT IT FRANKLY


-No matter how hot you drop-
It's like this......My reign always gon' put a dampen on things
I Might Diss...And get called 'Vice' 'cause I always clamp on bling
snatchin it from my clutch is like a thug gettin ''touched''
when it comes to this beef, i'ma meat market and your always gettin Butched
or butcherd, IT'S whatever tickles ya pickle, I drop dimes, you poppin nickles
I'm always Sick-on-a-beat...quick-on-my-feet...
and with you, ya don't know what your gonna get like when you trick-or-treat
I lick - and - you meet 'n greet the shots as you shake an drop
gimme a mic an i'ma bet my dick the only thing that makes-me-flop.
Y'all hate to prop-me-up to the top, but thats exacty what y'all do
I pull out a gat and your friends really do got your back...
...................'cause ya whole crews hiding behind YOU!
Slip and I'll find you, blind you wita Infa-red, then......
..............................whooooops, ya moms into bed
ya never told me she was into head, suckin, fuckin...
But I still got 2 hands free that'll have your little ass duckin
my riflle and guns buckin, both aimin straight for the dome
you gettin bussed on, and your mom catchin nuts in her own home
Ya should of left me alone to roam and let me have my bone
always did wanna get ice'd up...
...........so I srapy ya necklace and touch ya with this chrome
I already got the throne, so why would I spoil it with gun play?
c'ause niggas mess with triggers and all die one-day
I'd rather just sit back, relax and toke to the max...
On the mic I got the killer instinct and thats what my enemy lacks.

I'm high as hell and thats a little story for y'all...

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..I Smoke..A Large Portion Of Cheeba...My Gun Games Sick...Like A Cough And A...Fever

im just sitting back like a drug lord coutin my dough
fasho its more than enough,but im greedy ya know
sometimes i sit there and think of how i came up
from some homeless nigga to showin niggas whats up
by selling that grass and getting green in return
told moms i was lawn mowin and money was to earn
then i just wanted sellin that shit by the pounds
that real shit that fuck you up before the first round
then that white powder stuff just came into effect
that was one thing most niggas couldnt reject
i was selling that shit like crazy,none went past me
when i stepped out from measurin people thought i was ashy
got wit the big boys and started trasportation around the world
gettin measmorising shit for my wife and pearls for my baby girl
but life wasnt glamorous,ive been in way too many drug wars
i got the scars to prove it, body full of wounds wit so many sores
no moral to this story,its just the life of a empire born from stich
but if you learn anything today ya better suceed or die trying to become rich

got everything ready for war going all the way hardcore
all the weapons we check 'em 'fore we go on tour
all the poor and forgotten join the group makin troops
flyin fast like the coupe never go around like a loop
perfect shot never hittin bricks just shittin on the rich
aint that a bitch we switchin like tricks stop the snitchin
and get to lynchin suffocatin theres no need to breathe
see the wreathe its that time of year to proceed to leave
out of the area its that area 51 where u.mc.k's roll
unidentified mc killas told motherfuckas just fold
and u wont be hurt teach u like we in church
just bow down or nines'll burst and put u in a herse

I got the glock in my pocket, ready to cock it...
Put it to the back of you dome shit....
...................bullets come out ya eye socket...
I got the fire, like yayo im the Known Supplier...
Come right to your house to deliver that fire...
Im lookin' for some new customers to supply...
I am workin' around the clock...... I dont lie...

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On The Mic I'm Number One...I'm Also Number Two...
The

TAKE MY ADVICE FROM PEOPLE FROM CANADA nd FUCK YA LYFE

graveyard shit i pay ya'll to hit lay calls over to the sick
raidin ya'll towns no help is comin around quick
u by ya self oh shit u betta run u gon' be done
its not fun without u fightin back kill u in minute one
i bust and drop it out like its a new album comin out
dont stay on this route cuz u'll get targeted like a clout
wit bullets caught up in rapture brought up in capture
closed down foes roll around what i sought is commin at ya
bombin at ya all over ur head wind up dead in the ground
keep runnin or u'll be found with no lead and empty rounds
no sound twist on the silencer i piss on violence
cuz im brutality to the second power hear the sirens
that aint the cops its my niggas from the block
makin u stop in the middle of ur walk u aint bakin no rocks
flockin like birds flyin through quick buyin the bricks
supplyin all the tricks with anything they want aint that some shit

my anger is too deadly for any one to feel
the cold steel,makin my stomach turn on the real
im ready to die call me a reincarnated version biggie
gots to become great just motivation look at my siggy
and mcee worth a thousand, since most like girls i be plowin
and just like girls after sex guess who im gonna be clownin
talkin about how they screamed and beg for all that mercy
had that bitch dry when i was done layed out like beef jerky
battles are like sex and you know that they both are tight
cause in the end ya tell everybody cause ya braggin rights

temperature droppin i got the leaves changin and wiltin
non stop poppin on the way passin strangers i killed 'em
then i wrote a will for 'em includin some money for me
so i can pay my bail to get out of the penitentiary
u betta pay attention to me cuz im an upcoming mc
doing it quietly gettin the shit i need for ya'll to hire me
practicin everyday creatin freestyles for some pay
dont lay around sulk gettin the bulk that done what some say
people cant believe its me writin this type of poetry
incredible rhymes built with metal and lines u kno its me
just come roll wit me bowl these hoes wit me
gettin all the clothes wit me that u stole wit me

idk its something doesnt stay on one topic tho....