I SKIP THE SONGS ON YOUR LP AND ONLY PLAY THE SKITS...
building cyphers with me is a GRAVE situation//i'm quick to pull cards and call names with no hesitation//90 percent of me is a battle rap emcee//but that don't mean i can't come fresh with verbal Dentine//i'm bored with tellin stories cuz you've heard it all before//i don't rap about guns, money or whores//i been there and done that many years ago//i'm on some other shit, like kidnappin old ladies after Bingo//driving them out to a secluded designation//vericose veined victim of my ill fornication//have my way with your grandma up against a tree//when i'm finished i leave sperm glazed stains on her false teeth//i'm sicker than a midget bitch suckin a monkey dick//so sick like fecal feliacs havin sex with shit//i've never seen someone as wack as you appear to me//i will kick you out of the rap game, this shit is dear to me//see me clearly, rappers lining up in a query//so what if you don't love me, as long as you fear me//approach my flow with caution , your life its costin//gangbanging on wax like them kids from compton//stompin, heads ain't ready like newborns//i've mastered my stee lil boy, choose yours//i'm not raps prophet, i'm just a static object//kickin you in the ass until you come outta the closet//they say there's a gay rapper, well i know his identity//its you in drag, now you need a bodyguard like whitney//your RuPaul style isn't vexing me//i get crowds more hyper than a little kid eatin Nestle//forever and a day i shall remain in your brain//like a migrane, i'm funkier than your momma's panty shitstains//sniff caine, once//mebrane, flushed//i think you've had enough go back to lickin my nuts//i'll run amuck and throw your bitchass out of a moving truck//take a gauge and blow your bill sideways like Daffy Duck//still ain't had enough? i'll leave you bloodier than a post-abortion muff//kickin paralysis lyrics turn you to spirits with the quickness//anyone wanna get with this? suck my stiffness.....
Ill...enjoyable..not much else to say but ill..way way too many quotables..so you're Castro eh...well well well..I guess we have one in every country..
love and peace to you and yours..
Naiea..The Goddess of something unknown..lol
thanks..i'm dropping some abstract shit next..whats up with the collab? you're always showing love and frankly..you're the only kid on my level in here.
fierce, fierce, fierce........the only way to describe this one......the punches we okay in the beginning but you absolutely got ill with this line "/take a gauge and blow your bill sideways like
Daffy Duck//still ain't had enough? i'll leave you bloodier than a post-abortion muff/"
I'm loving that shyt................final verdict...........