~IntaFlex~
03-07-2007, 08:18 PM
So, I had writers block about 3 days ago, and I wrote this, just to clear my head.
spit swiftly quickly, hit me, bitch please!
You couldn't test me with the AIDS disease,
raise ya knees, like you jumpin hurdles,
tuck ya tummy, like ya wearing girdles,
I'll chop off ya hands, like an asian thief,
then make you bark like asian beef!
facing me is like watching death,
only I chew through ya skull, and not through ya set,
I'm heavy with death, level your best,
then come like an alien, outta ya chest!
Packin a heater is common decree,
and blastin y'all backwards is common to me,
make y'all common to bleed,
fucking with death, like a necro to phi,
liac, be wack, and get stepped back,
I stay that,
six feet quicker,
than a drunk with liquor,
makin you flicker,
faster than a speed addict with a bad lightbulb,
my lights out,
I replace it wit vapor,
stay steady with a stapler,
I staple hands to paper,
so you can jot your rhymes,
but the only thing wrong is the blood on the lines,
leave my name on ya mind,
so you got words to go with that sickening design!
Rip and you'll find,
that I'm made of courage, honor and pride,
I'm semi-American, without all the lines!
I'm a surprise to mankind,
they thought a man this good was superhero design!
I grew out of nothing, now I'm strong like a tree,
plant a rap seed, and grow one of me!
Put back the catalog, can't find me in stores,
I'll drop you like acid, right to the floor!
You hungry to score?
I leave you dead like a door,
and when we're all finished, y'all wanting more!
Feedback for rep-izzle.
spit swiftly quickly, hit me, bitch please!
You couldn't test me with the AIDS disease,
raise ya knees, like you jumpin hurdles,
tuck ya tummy, like ya wearing girdles,
I'll chop off ya hands, like an asian thief,
then make you bark like asian beef!
facing me is like watching death,
only I chew through ya skull, and not through ya set,
I'm heavy with death, level your best,
then come like an alien, outta ya chest!
Packin a heater is common decree,
and blastin y'all backwards is common to me,
make y'all common to bleed,
fucking with death, like a necro to phi,
liac, be wack, and get stepped back,
I stay that,
six feet quicker,
than a drunk with liquor,
makin you flicker,
faster than a speed addict with a bad lightbulb,
my lights out,
I replace it wit vapor,
stay steady with a stapler,
I staple hands to paper,
so you can jot your rhymes,
but the only thing wrong is the blood on the lines,
leave my name on ya mind,
so you got words to go with that sickening design!
Rip and you'll find,
that I'm made of courage, honor and pride,
I'm semi-American, without all the lines!
I'm a surprise to mankind,
they thought a man this good was superhero design!
I grew out of nothing, now I'm strong like a tree,
plant a rap seed, and grow one of me!
Put back the catalog, can't find me in stores,
I'll drop you like acid, right to the floor!
You hungry to score?
I leave you dead like a door,
and when we're all finished, y'all wanting more!
Feedback for rep-izzle.