ill take your rhymes n rearrange em/ confuse n twist your direction like a viet asian/ crawlin thru the bush not knowin the danger your facin/ im all around makin you feel like a fuckin raisin / trapped inside a box no escapin from the fate im placin/ ill stay flowin just to keep u on your toes/ like ludda said but im not throwin bows/ just arrows flyin out my mouth like i was eatin redskined indian hoes/my flows r deep like water streamin thru a lake or pond/ where i leave your carcuss after playin 007 golden eye like james bond/ a tradgic ending to your story/ but it aint over the sequel will be twice as gorry /your brains, your guts, blood sloppy like lil virgin sluts /u can say shit but that dont mean its true/ my words are hard as stone n to they stick like elmer's glue/ you net rappin like a second grader/ cut n paste your flows man cuz im the big fader/my style takes off in form / my raps bring more pain than a hive thats ready to swarm
STR8 HEAT-GIMME SUM FEED BACK PLEASE
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