word to the wise
Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 11:55 pm
im never dumb ona mic, yet ur steady wit ur hands out like a beggin bum ona hike,
u better run ona night, where my flows more heavier than seven sluts gettin pipe....
shit im so illy even when i cant think of shit, my shits still an iceberg that'll sink ur ship,
ur goin down like when i drink my fifth, fifth of anger, choke u wit my chain leave u linked to this....
i sculpture the game like i build models, my skills throttled leavin u hollowed like eminems pill bottles,
ur girls takin it on like its milk swallowed, like u she had her hands out n all but i still filled bottles....
u cant phase a master, a crafter, goto lens crafters to see the truth im sick like aids n cancer,
yet i slay you faster, disaster, raptures that i capture after laughter of my blades 2 bladders....
ur a bottom hoe so give me a blumkin, thats where i make u suck my dick while im dumpin, hahahahaha
ima puzzle wit it, put some muscle in it, hustle digits, then im on my way to jump u bitches,
if i getta couple stitches, fine, ill pull 1 out n fuck u wit it, if u cant tell its thuggin n public snithces....
ima give both u somethin, actin all bitch like u know u miss mike, but fyi i dont owe u nothin,
if u think so u can blow me cuzzin, u threw me the sign now im the pitcher bout to throw u somthin....
jus cuz u need it son, confident, cocky, big headed like i went n butt - fucked conceded up,
ur lucks retreated son, watch me bust repeated uhh, like a porn star man, these sluts jus eat it up....
there ain no warnin to sound, im hitler, takin over jus for power when i bring war to ur town,
tear em up watch me 4 qtrs this clown, rushin all over him n i got somethin for all 4 of them downs....
fucka haters thred - stop, dont get it twisted like dredlox im tighter than urija faber headlocks, oh shit lol
ima dog, yes, so i chase the cat, ill make u breathe, stretch, shake like when mase was back,
i can freestyle jus incase u wack, my words are the cocaine i use to lace the track, taste the crack....
it ain rappin its trap housin, the tracks poundin, the flow is fluid, gonna be a mass drownin,
i got my ass out in - public - rippin u down n, i ain even tryin muh fucka im simply jus class clownin....
ima fuckin ragin gorilla, fuck it like i can filla page witta filla, still i, gotta change to a killa,
a monster, one to sent to fuck ur face witta phillup - screw driver, u know u theres no cagin a thrilla....
yeah i may sound demented, but jus cuz u cant prevent it, now ur underground - cemented,
now to end it, ima man standin as a bandit like i planned it, planted firmly on the ground - cemented....
king kong ain got shit on denzel, so damn, hold up.... that means DENZELLLLL AIN GOT SHITTTT --- OON MEEEE!!!!!!
(disclaimer: no puns intended)
u better run ona night, where my flows more heavier than seven sluts gettin pipe....
shit im so illy even when i cant think of shit, my shits still an iceberg that'll sink ur ship,
ur goin down like when i drink my fifth, fifth of anger, choke u wit my chain leave u linked to this....
i sculpture the game like i build models, my skills throttled leavin u hollowed like eminems pill bottles,
ur girls takin it on like its milk swallowed, like u she had her hands out n all but i still filled bottles....
u cant phase a master, a crafter, goto lens crafters to see the truth im sick like aids n cancer,
yet i slay you faster, disaster, raptures that i capture after laughter of my blades 2 bladders....
ur a bottom hoe so give me a blumkin, thats where i make u suck my dick while im dumpin, hahahahaha
ima puzzle wit it, put some muscle in it, hustle digits, then im on my way to jump u bitches,
if i getta couple stitches, fine, ill pull 1 out n fuck u wit it, if u cant tell its thuggin n public snithces....
ima give both u somethin, actin all bitch like u know u miss mike, but fyi i dont owe u nothin,
if u think so u can blow me cuzzin, u threw me the sign now im the pitcher bout to throw u somthin....
jus cuz u need it son, confident, cocky, big headed like i went n butt - fucked conceded up,
ur lucks retreated son, watch me bust repeated uhh, like a porn star man, these sluts jus eat it up....
there ain no warnin to sound, im hitler, takin over jus for power when i bring war to ur town,
tear em up watch me 4 qtrs this clown, rushin all over him n i got somethin for all 4 of them downs....
fucka haters thred - stop, dont get it twisted like dredlox im tighter than urija faber headlocks, oh shit lol
ima dog, yes, so i chase the cat, ill make u breathe, stretch, shake like when mase was back,
i can freestyle jus incase u wack, my words are the cocaine i use to lace the track, taste the crack....
it ain rappin its trap housin, the tracks poundin, the flow is fluid, gonna be a mass drownin,
i got my ass out in - public - rippin u down n, i ain even tryin muh fucka im simply jus class clownin....
ima fuckin ragin gorilla, fuck it like i can filla page witta filla, still i, gotta change to a killa,
a monster, one to sent to fuck ur face witta phillup - screw driver, u know u theres no cagin a thrilla....
yeah i may sound demented, but jus cuz u cant prevent it, now ur underground - cemented,
now to end it, ima man standin as a bandit like i planned it, planted firmly on the ground - cemented....
king kong ain got shit on denzel, so damn, hold up.... that means DENZELLLLL AIN GOT SHITTTT --- OON MEEEE!!!!!!
(disclaimer: no puns intended)