Skeptic
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for those who have no idea what the fuck your talking about
recorded this drunk as fuck too
for those who have no idea what the fuck your talking about
recorded this drunk as fuck too
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it was considered a big joke track, considering i diss the shit out myself in the intro and especially on the outro. just an original track of being bitter. ALL IN FUN.
verse 1:
i be the best up in the game, so fuck the horror scene,/
o.d.s, stabbed in the face, ill let em bleed,/
next on the list, that dude from frisco,/
masked mutha fucka, i knew from the get-go,/
lokey, im glad that chu quit, get the listerine,/
slap them teeth out cha face, ya history,/
grewsum, ill snap and break ya babies neck,/
noone is my friend in the game, fuck the respect,/
bob e nite too, soak you in gas and light chu,/
ignite chu, runnin in flames, then fight chu,/
ignited, you dress gay, metrosexual,/
suckin testicals, rainbow flags at festivals,/
go rock them rainbows, then grab ya ankles,/
get shot with paintballs, this scene aint cha's,
its my time to shine, forget about q strange,/
and faggots with frenchbraids, just kiss dis' hand grenade
hook-
verse 2:
canadian bacon, J reno is shakin,/
im achin to throw ya head like aikman,/
stir-crazy knows these faggots be fakin,/
but i hate him too, fuck the cash that he raked in,/
ill rape and break his face, im last up in the race,/
but im movin on uuppp! all at my own pace,/
menacide targeted, like a red dot,/
homicide lets begin, head shot,/
i aint serious, this an original track,/
intestinal track, shittin ya pants, sayin im wack,/
i got more potential then you, well maybe not,/
ensizion had the most, the horrorcore tupac,/
i dont nut jock, kiss ass to be heard,/
ill fuckin kill you all, and yes, thats my word,/
fuck my label mates, fuck phil. im down to kill!,/
i dance around naked in all the blood that i spill
hook-
verse 3:
who did i forget, klonopin,perkaset,/
i forget when im high and a nervous wreck,/
dont push beef wit me, ill kill you quickly,/
sickly, strictly, anyone whos against me,/
ill kidnap ya kids and sell em' to pedophiles,/
CSC, alot of them fucks up here in niles,/
ill make a quick buck, just pull em outta my truck,/
sell em to the niggas, you know that they down to fuck,/
ask tonez, he knows, whats up with dem white girls,/
but they transvestites and sportin some pig tails,/
this is search for the sickness, hope you pick this,/
ill spit this, and talk some shit about dipshits,/
wicked intent hoes, u poppin some pimples,/
killa be killed, ill make you some cripples,/
like simple jack, yall is wack, and retarded,/
imma sit back now , watch all the shit that i just started.
269-282-9377 (phone number given out)
the track didnt win the contest because people at Wicked Intent Radio and Kill Musick work with Bob E. Nite and they hate me personally cause im a prick. whoopty fuckin do.
none of that is considered serious in anyway. nothing but personal shots,punchlines,and solid flow.
verse 1:
i be the best up in the game, so fuck the horror scene,/
o.d.s, stabbed in the face, ill let em bleed,/
next on the list, that dude from frisco,/
masked mutha fucka, i knew from the get-go,/
lokey, im glad that chu quit, get the listerine,/
slap them teeth out cha face, ya history,/
grewsum, ill snap and break ya babies neck,/
noone is my friend in the game, fuck the respect,/
bob e nite too, soak you in gas and light chu,/
ignite chu, runnin in flames, then fight chu,/
ignited, you dress gay, metrosexual,/
suckin testicals, rainbow flags at festivals,/
go rock them rainbows, then grab ya ankles,/
get shot with paintballs, this scene aint cha's,
its my time to shine, forget about q strange,/
and faggots with frenchbraids, just kiss dis' hand grenade
hook-
verse 2:
canadian bacon, J reno is shakin,/
im achin to throw ya head like aikman,/
stir-crazy knows these faggots be fakin,/
but i hate him too, fuck the cash that he raked in,/
ill rape and break his face, im last up in the race,/
but im movin on uuppp! all at my own pace,/
menacide targeted, like a red dot,/
homicide lets begin, head shot,/
i aint serious, this an original track,/
intestinal track, shittin ya pants, sayin im wack,/
i got more potential then you, well maybe not,/
ensizion had the most, the horrorcore tupac,/
i dont nut jock, kiss ass to be heard,/
ill fuckin kill you all, and yes, thats my word,/
fuck my label mates, fuck phil. im down to kill!,/
i dance around naked in all the blood that i spill
hook-
verse 3:
who did i forget, klonopin,perkaset,/
i forget when im high and a nervous wreck,/
dont push beef wit me, ill kill you quickly,/
sickly, strictly, anyone whos against me,/
ill kidnap ya kids and sell em' to pedophiles,/
CSC, alot of them fucks up here in niles,/
ill make a quick buck, just pull em outta my truck,/
sell em to the niggas, you know that they down to fuck,/
ask tonez, he knows, whats up with dem white girls,/
but they transvestites and sportin some pig tails,/
this is search for the sickness, hope you pick this,/
ill spit this, and talk some shit about dipshits,/
wicked intent hoes, u poppin some pimples,/
killa be killed, ill make you some cripples,/
like simple jack, yall is wack, and retarded,/
imma sit back now , watch all the shit that i just started.
269-282-9377 (phone number given out)
the track didnt win the contest because people at Wicked Intent Radio and Kill Musick work with Bob E. Nite and they hate me personally cause im a prick. whoopty fuckin do.
none of that is considered serious in anyway. nothing but personal shots,punchlines,and solid flow.
