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When I get imaginative, its like eating a pack of laxatives and shittin a stack of acid/
Rappers on static, ill enough to build a hype around their chassis than crash it/
Steering into a territory rooted in my story is like mistakes in history/
Like witches burnt at the stake ,hung till they sorry, flung from a storey/
No motive y'all don't know me, like the Illuminati they never exist/
Persistin in spirit leads to fever and gist, first you got to see through the mist/
These pussies shuddering in fear, them dicks getting pissed/
You're first punched down by a prick/
eyeballs split n your kicked/
Mic in your hands, you start to melt in the heat/
The audience know this, they only make u wish you had wings on your feet/
No escapin ,its only raping or get raped by the one you're facing/
Metaphor his forehead, similie him lyrically or it'll be his punch you be tasting/
For lunch it was pastries, dinner he disgraced me/
Ate his brains and veins and left his corpse on the lane see/
I might be lame but I'm crazy/
These crutches beat you to a dot like a butcher chops a daisy/
I'm a ripper Cops don't chase me/
Nailed a stripper and then raped three/
My verses got life like the knowledge on the wise/
My hearses all red like the bloodstains on my knife/
Mudstains on my tires like a **** stain on a dyke/
I'll sprain your wits and unleash flames you can't withstand with a mic/
Slice your nerves like an evil wristband when you're alive/
So you die without a wrist to fist the Devil's ugly wife/
I'm medieval in my pride, shits all written in disguise/
The Earth all rotten and forgotten, angels spittin from the skies/
Fire leakin from the clouds, its the apocalypse no doubt/
The moon's eclipsed by the lisp I spit I even stutter when I shout/
Pussies try to dick in then butt out before the 15 rounds/
Vocals makin em bleed for their deeds like menstruation with the sound/... RANDOM :d