My First Post....
the Game's Lame so i gotta stay strapped
with a gat cuz my shady friends stay
tryen to put a blade in my back
when you put the led 2 my head
i hope you dont expect me to beg
Not even gonna waste my last breathe
cuz i done gave up life ive been wishen for death
I got warships that worship my poor sportsmenship
dmx on text megatron so gone i brake necks
not sweats i got death in a bottle of wet
bored 2death watch it rain as i storm ya set
in a orange corvette N throw a hornets nest
on ya Doorstep
Simply witness a MC whos sickly Viscous
its Nuthen personal its Strictly buisness
Im high tryen to get these riches
im 2 slick Btch kill yourself so you can be
in the stars like Biggie n Jimmy Hendrix
DOpe as fuck when im busten lines
Im coming for head ,lungs n fcken Spines
with disgusting rhymes to poison ya mind
like a Russian spy you mustve been high
fucken with i
ya rhymes weak.tired.
ya style needs changed like cheap tires
i pull teeth with pliars then shave ya face
with a cheesegrinder
after i baptize you in a deep fryer
Lets beef Kick ya head in like jet li
but id rather pull a teck
and do a drive by on a Jet Ski
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