Lyrics
I drop this shit, like it’s a bad habit/
You can’t touch me like I’m the Roadrunning Rabbit/
If I don’t like your flow, I’m likely to stab it/
Grab it, destroy it, you’ve had it/

I’m ill and insane, destroy your game/
Before you had a chance at fame/
I instill a desire in your brain/
To kill me, but it’s in vain/

Cause you can’t kill somethin that’s dead/
Shit don’t work, get it through ya head/
I’m loco ese, and through all I’ve said/
You still wanna fuck wit this Special Fred?/

Are you fucking stupid homie? Is ya?/
I’ll tear you apart, and I don’t kid ya/
Verge of destruction, you wished ya/
Never looked at me, din’t ya?/

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I feel what you saying/
to the gods you must be praying/
weak mcees i be slaying/
this lyrical biblical dude is not playing/

slipping into madness/
who can grasp this/
even einstein had problems with my fraction/
sounds like half ass rapping to me /
i tell you what i will tie my tongue to my ass/
use sign language and still out rap yall cats /
i trip like loratab dipped in liquid thc /
i love to battle b /
ever since pac died its been instilled in me /
i watch cats get green with envy /
everytime i spit i creat another enemy /
this aint mortal kombat you will not FINISH ME /
lyrically im the epittemy of what you wanna be/
hustling since three selling ice cream cones to the fiends /
on stage im a menace in the booth im cooking more schemes than denise /
your whole style i deminish with one verse SOMEBODY COME QUICK TELL EM TO BRING THE HURST/
flashier than your faggot ass purse /
when i spit your words disperse into thin air /
ask your friend to help you if u dare .......

new to this just droppi shit peep game holla

I feel what you saying/
to the gods you must be praying/
weak mcees i be slaying/
this lyrical biblical dude is not playing/

slipping into madness/
who can grasp this/
even einstein had problems with my fraction/
sounds like half ass rapping to me /
i tell you what i will tie my tongue to my ass/
use sign language and still out rap yall cats /
i trip like loratab dipped in liquid thc /
i love to battle b /
ever since pac died its been instilled in me /
i watch cats get green with envy /
everytime i spit i creat another enemy /
this aint mortal kombat you will not FINISH ME /
lyrically im the epittemy of what you wanna be/
hustling since three selling ice cream cones to the fiends /
on stage im a menace in the booth im cooking more schemes than denise /
your whole style i deminish with one verse SOMEBODY COME QUICK TELL EM TO BRING THE HURST/
flashier than your faggot ass purse /
when i spit your words disperse into thin air /
ask your friend to help you if u dare .......

new to this just droppin shit peep game hollayeah yeah holla

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