Where I'm At #2
Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 3:18 pm
Welcome to my glorious state; where rhymes are priced at an affordable rate/
it seems that the more that I make, the shorter the break/
I'm at a historical place, cats need to adapt to my metaphorical taste/
Ians back, what a horrible fate, that surpasses torture and rape/
fast forward the day when Reality strikes, I'll Go Gather my might/
MC's better be Da Vinci, if they plan to paint me in an unflattering light/
rather than write, these hacks seem to like just beefing with me/
too many shots taken: all I see is a weekend emcee/
I completely believe, battling me that they'd stand no chance/
cuz my talent outweighs theirs like Rosannes compared to Lohan/
woah man, its like I'm God inspired, when shots are fired/
my career is, always moving forward, like Amare stoudamire/
I will not retire, I'll keep murdering rappers, in this bloody slaughter/
taking a part of your sole like having an ugly daughter or muddy water/
kids have nothing to offer: while I'm ranged with skill, dangerous still/
when I aim this drill in your membrane, expect stains, brains will spill/
I'm set up for the heinous kill, name at will, who could attack the hardest/
Plex will run circles around these dudes with a pen, I'm a fucking tattoo artist/
it seems that the more that I make, the shorter the break/
I'm at a historical place, cats need to adapt to my metaphorical taste/
Ians back, what a horrible fate, that surpasses torture and rape/
fast forward the day when Reality strikes, I'll Go Gather my might/
MC's better be Da Vinci, if they plan to paint me in an unflattering light/
rather than write, these hacks seem to like just beefing with me/
too many shots taken: all I see is a weekend emcee/
I completely believe, battling me that they'd stand no chance/
cuz my talent outweighs theirs like Rosannes compared to Lohan/
woah man, its like I'm God inspired, when shots are fired/
my career is, always moving forward, like Amare stoudamire/
I will not retire, I'll keep murdering rappers, in this bloody slaughter/
taking a part of your sole like having an ugly daughter or muddy water/
kids have nothing to offer: while I'm ranged with skill, dangerous still/
when I aim this drill in your membrane, expect stains, brains will spill/
I'm set up for the heinous kill, name at will, who could attack the hardest/
Plex will run circles around these dudes with a pen, I'm a fucking tattoo artist/