I don't know what to say, other than give it a chance....
enemies become the subject of my greatest envy.../
comin with styles, that are currently trendy.../
with hopes of discovery, and earning an honest penny.../
let me help you, here's my two cents.../
you need to repent, and pray for angels to be sent.../
your styles are shitty, like me suckin your sister's titty.../
I nut on bitches, and treat you like monica lewinsky.../
battling me is risky, ignorance is bliss.../
hoping for a good bye kiss, only recieved a verbal diss.../
you shot a one liner, and completely missed.../
it's a mystery, how i attack with deadly accuracy.../
I produce hits, like a japanese car factory.../
My greatest weapon, are "Pistol's and pencils".../
but my gun is empty, so i'll knock you down from your pedistal.../
admit me to a hospital, I'm not sane, I've always been mental.../
I hold the power, to knock you out, at the top of every hour.../
and destroy your hope, like air planes crashing into your towers.../
how often do you stop, and sniff your own funeral flowers.../
mcee's get devoured, like the special is new england clam chouder.../
you give into crack powder, like a cracked out bitch.../
I don't conform to clicks, if anything, label me a misfit.../
my greatest gift, was nothing, but the front end of my dick.../
now let me take you, rape you, and send you on an acid trip.../
this is what you get, messing with a man who's mentally sick.../
more to come....
enemies become the subject of my greatest envy.../
comin with styles, that are currently trendy.../
with hopes of discovery, and earning an honest penny.../
let me help you, here's my two cents.../
you need to repent, and pray for angels to be sent.../
your styles are shitty, like me suckin your sister's titty.../
I nut on bitches, and treat you like monica lewinsky.../
battling me is risky, ignorance is bliss.../
hoping for a good bye kiss, only recieved a verbal diss.../
you shot a one liner, and completely missed.../
it's a mystery, how i attack with deadly accuracy.../
I produce hits, like a japanese car factory.../
My greatest weapon, are "Pistol's and pencils".../
but my gun is empty, so i'll knock you down from your pedistal.../
admit me to a hospital, I'm not sane, I've always been mental.../
I hold the power, to knock you out, at the top of every hour.../
and destroy your hope, like air planes crashing into your towers.../
how often do you stop, and sniff your own funeral flowers.../
mcee's get devoured, like the special is new england clam chouder.../
you give into crack powder, like a cracked out bitch.../
I don't conform to clicks, if anything, label me a misfit.../
my greatest gift, was nothing, but the front end of my dick.../
now let me take you, rape you, and send you on an acid trip.../
this is what you get, messing with a man who's mentally sick.../
more to come....