So you're all chillin, thinking you're kickin back spitting the illest killers,
but here's the realest over zealous realist, with steel trigger grips and buckle slips on your door at six asking for tick money for that stick honey,
what's that? you toke gats and smoke rats and car jack? You're an all whack tonka toy on the wrong track for a little boy,
turn back so you can learn that the streets ain't all that, it's all black and white in the trap, graff and crack in your mind every sat, on the couch where we pat paint and stack fat change.
What's your mission? Fat salary from a job that your wishin you'll piss with a tickin heart? From all the hard cash you make from lagalities, darl? you a little faggoty tart raggedy lark with no talent or a spark.
I could tell from the start, I could power out a power house black hole rap attack from my sour heart, and I'll devour those who oppose my wizadry in prose and on top of those tall claims, I'll splatter your bones and erase your full name till your nothing, your father never came.
Blaooooowww
but here's the realest over zealous realist, with steel trigger grips and buckle slips on your door at six asking for tick money for that stick honey,
what's that? you toke gats and smoke rats and car jack? You're an all whack tonka toy on the wrong track for a little boy,
turn back so you can learn that the streets ain't all that, it's all black and white in the trap, graff and crack in your mind every sat, on the couch where we pat paint and stack fat change.
What's your mission? Fat salary from a job that your wishin you'll piss with a tickin heart? From all the hard cash you make from lagalities, darl? you a little faggoty tart raggedy lark with no talent or a spark.
I could tell from the start, I could power out a power house black hole rap attack from my sour heart, and I'll devour those who oppose my wizadry in prose and on top of those tall claims, I'll splatter your bones and erase your full name till your nothing, your father never came.
Blaooooowww
I'm on a savage mission to leave an average MC ravaged
I'm oh so lavish you wish you had this mad mix mass trip shit
Smoking greens the lyrical fiend creating an empirical scene
Of mass murderous like dreams*
I'm wild more class and style then James Bonds 007 career profile
Not a run of the mill cut out of a typical black and white tile
I'll play ball against those who rave tall a form so small
Like the mind of Peter the sheep playing follow the leader
Save the bull you rubbish rhyme breeder
Because you're in too*deep it's steep but still
You lay awake and asleep
My thoughts in constant evolution the chemical selective solution
Inducing techniques of several types of masteries
For reducing head strong ass hats and rats
I'm spitting knowledgable facts on this fat track
I'm switching my interchangeable rails
I have poem skills to keep you running trails
Never stale now here comes the razor hail
The true wizardry whipping up projections of water jet injections
You're turned to sections in this lethal dissection
Amidst the rain of fire I break your bones with a geyser
A pressurized air stream spire
I'm oh so lavish you wish you had this mad mix mass trip shit
Smoking greens the lyrical fiend creating an empirical scene
Of mass murderous like dreams*
I'm wild more class and style then James Bonds 007 career profile
Not a run of the mill cut out of a typical black and white tile
I'll play ball against those who rave tall a form so small
Like the mind of Peter the sheep playing follow the leader
Save the bull you rubbish rhyme breeder
Because you're in too*deep it's steep but still
You lay awake and asleep
My thoughts in constant evolution the chemical selective solution
Inducing techniques of several types of masteries
For reducing head strong ass hats and rats
I'm spitting knowledgable facts on this fat track
I'm switching my interchangeable rails
I have poem skills to keep you running trails
Never stale now here comes the razor hail
The true wizardry whipping up projections of water jet injections
You're turned to sections in this lethal dissection
Amidst the rain of fire I break your bones with a geyser
A pressurized air stream spire
Your adding rymes with your poeting rapness, let me get you a pencil so you can right out your stupid embarrassment.
You're using the same exact format for every single verse, lookin down at your vagina, diggin through your purse. Do I sound poetic enough for you bitch? Do you need a mother fucking KISS? WHo the fuck said you can rap here, your a queer that has something to fear. My fist kissing your mouth, knocked out, locked in screaming shout. "Pow ""Pow" Your blood pours out now. Somehow seemingly kackapow, you just died, cried outloud like you lost this battle like "lets move on now" Your wasted, pasted incarnated on the statue, finger painted, on your grave. BITCH DIG IT save it, date it.
This was the day T0ribrush got wasted. I'm going to keep sayin it. Fuck you bitch, I already won dis!
Rapping is shit coming from you. You're getting lit coming from me. Like the time I sold you for gas money. I finished your story with "he wishes he was me"
You're using the same exact format for every single verse, lookin down at your vagina, diggin through your purse. Do I sound poetic enough for you bitch? Do you need a mother fucking KISS? WHo the fuck said you can rap here, your a queer that has something to fear. My fist kissing your mouth, knocked out, locked in screaming shout. "Pow ""Pow" Your blood pours out now. Somehow seemingly kackapow, you just died, cried outloud like you lost this battle like "lets move on now" Your wasted, pasted incarnated on the statue, finger painted, on your grave. BITCH DIG IT save it, date it.
This was the day T0ribrush got wasted. I'm going to keep sayin it. Fuck you bitch, I already won dis!
Rapping is shit coming from you. You're getting lit coming from me. Like the time I sold you for gas money. I finished your story with "he wishes he was me"
Last edited by Link; Jul 23, 2014 at 09:41 AM.
Chickster: I literally don't know why I did it.