One Line Cypher

My flow so disaster. It made the Titanic sink.

Writing my raps. Getting annoyed by fans.

The cobras clutch dropped me as it emptied it's poison glands

I had a dream to sail, but all attempts seem to fail

My raps have power. Turn straight guys into Chip 'n Dale's

Anaconda squezzing getting my last breath

Lingering for some reason while the lava surged & the ash crept

Abandoned within day dreams, I felt the heat w/ melted feet & fell asleep

My rhymes go inside the mind. Like and ocean they go deep.

I stab you with my knife. And carry you off in a wheelbarrow.

Crammed his head while gazing, I felt the leak so left him in hell to reek.

Slithering down the deep hall was evil waiting for children

I put sex on record and let the filth spin as I kill twins & pill binge

Face is covered in crack scars as if I smashed it through a glass jar

burnt out like fast cars, no longer shining like past stars

ripping through the tattered layers, like defenses by gale sayers

El Diablo. The devil. I feed off of prayers

Lock you up put you in quarantine

hang myself coz ya boring me

strip you of youre last shred of dignity

Watch ya drop from the rafter, hangin from ur accumulated sympathy

My pores spread as I force fed your bed a fourged dead horse head

I make your blood shed. The color is dead red.


Comcast. My flow is zooming with speed

As I read to these emcee's I feel the need to throw them off like assassins creed

Like a hot spot, my drop top gets bitches whose head just don't stop

i wont stop dishin out food for thought

until heads start putin back their thinking caps on

so every single day ima stay gettin blown.


but im more ahead of them, something like a veteran.