I'd love to go in on this asshole but this dude can't even battle
You're just a byte size and I'm the whole damn control panel
Simply delete you my double pun you can't even match close to
One thing, two meanings, two uses like you're bleedin' asshole
Next Weapon: Nectar
^ like that.."this dude cant even battle..your just a byte size and im the whole damn control panel..."lol...very nice...
fuck what you said ill make you wobble you bet ur,
gonna leave fucking hobbling from my sector,
you cant be stopping me im toppling all these lesser,
mcs you get beat with a bottle of nectar.
Next Weapon: The force
fuck, what you shouldve said was that "I'll wobble your head. Fucking up your dreams, Im all up under your bed."
bloody clothes?...i guess im headed back to the shed, just why i hate you that i know.. with the force i squeeze your head
i cant understand the voices when they all talk in my head, but i know i cant let go of you even though you already dead
just like an eagle, I'm on top of you while your all spread...i think the cops are coming i think i'll off myself instead...
ehem...is the mic on, are you turned on, watching me chocking your poodle with tech n9nes ding-dong?
you wanna sing along? it shouldn't take long... are you mad or upset because because i wont stay long?
..my apologies from...., envision - incisions from, my lack of con-ntrol, im done, some say im lucifers son....
she's always praying, my mom....i get pissed off then im done...explode like atomic bombs..dead bodies popping like corn, they say its off, but its on....i cant turn off once im on...the switch is on, im the bomb....my motivation is strong, but im so strange that i am alone....
over dose on medicine - take some more Ephedrine - kill u while you listening and pre-tending to thug n shit.
hit'em with intelligence, spiteful mean revengeful shit..spit so fast intense spit flys becomes a magic mystic blitz
eroding your esophagus, you hoping that im ending this, so strange i know, this flow i flow, the blood runs down your eyes and chin..
i win again, instead of sin i feel so holy when im in, this mood im in, im high again i cant stop laughing at the grin...
next weapon: knife
i carved on you, just look at you, im so proud i created you!...
the 2 of you, just wait theres more, the 3 and 4 and 5 of you..
i cut on you, and laugh at you, i masturbate inside of you..
i know you hate me when i knife you and really im not blaming you...
next weapon: circus cannon
BOOOM!!!......my shit goes POP like a circus cannon.....BOOOM!!! my shit goes POP like a circus cannon..
...Tech, yo homie yo, yo..can you hear this bro...!?! im so high that im starting to fade and im lettin you know..
that I need a job,...hey man im not a slob..despite what they say and i pray 1 day i be rocking on stage?......hey?...
what the fuck did i say?...lol and why the fuck am i writing this way? i think ill scrap this page...cant remember anyway. what the fuck, hold up, let me cock this glock 23 mother fucker and say...
BOOOM!!...my shit goes POP like a circus cannon....BOOOM!! my shit goes POP like a circus cannon...
Just for kicks I'm gonna bust some shit with a gust of dust
From the all natural mother earth who gave me tusks to thrust
Some cuts like crossbows and combust enemies I cross out
These rhymes come natural like Russian chicks I'd toss out
Next Weapon: Cunt
Still goin' strong ;)