some lyrical domination
Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 8:41 am
hey precise here.. I excel-at-hate, get pissed n my pulse accelerates at steller-rates
ill knock on your door makin the cellar-shake, watchin it collapse while i cellebrate
i come fully armed with m-16's n bad-manners.. leavin enemies in round-craters
so really i dont gotta "jack-hammers"... to be crowned as a "ground-breaker"
i love to watch opponents stumble-n-drop then crumble-n-rot
YELLIN, i never mumble-or-talk, n always droppin heat like i fumbled-a-gloch
u dont want me to toss this pen-aside, cause when this menace-rides men'll-die
its genocide makin the senates fry, im straight demonic cause the devils a frend-of-mine
im obsessed with domination its my insatiable-love
only god himself really knows what im capable-of
ill strangle-a-dove, hangin it up n eatin dinner while it dangles-above
leave your countries president layin mangled-in-blood beside the table-with-slugs
yellin at em for stainin-the-rug
no ones safe from my conquest.. thats what ill show-the-priest while kickin his overies n stealin his roserie// douse irish crops TOTALY with more gas than a V8 motor-needs, while they try n draw luck from a clover-leaf// afterwards confess it all in court openly, then choke the notery grab my coat-n-leave//
i havent dropped a writtin in friggin forever, so heres somethin
*edit* link --> http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/HQ-li ... -balls.php
here ya go HQ =) ^^^^^
ill knock on your door makin the cellar-shake, watchin it collapse while i cellebrate
i come fully armed with m-16's n bad-manners.. leavin enemies in round-craters
so really i dont gotta "jack-hammers"... to be crowned as a "ground-breaker"
i love to watch opponents stumble-n-drop then crumble-n-rot
YELLIN, i never mumble-or-talk, n always droppin heat like i fumbled-a-gloch
u dont want me to toss this pen-aside, cause when this menace-rides men'll-die
its genocide makin the senates fry, im straight demonic cause the devils a frend-of-mine
im obsessed with domination its my insatiable-love
only god himself really knows what im capable-of
ill strangle-a-dove, hangin it up n eatin dinner while it dangles-above
leave your countries president layin mangled-in-blood beside the table-with-slugs
yellin at em for stainin-the-rug
no ones safe from my conquest.. thats what ill show-the-priest while kickin his overies n stealin his roserie// douse irish crops TOTALY with more gas than a V8 motor-needs, while they try n draw luck from a clover-leaf// afterwards confess it all in court openly, then choke the notery grab my coat-n-leave//
i havent dropped a writtin in friggin forever, so heres somethin
*edit* link --> http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/HQ-li ... -balls.php
here ya go HQ =) ^^^^^