i been killing these rhymes, its time you start seeing-the-light
yellaz guzzling petrol striking matches,
and watching his breathing-ignite
a heathen-wit-mic’s,
but don’t misconceive-what-i-write
cause you could end up frozen stiff sleeping-on-ice
im letting off smoke with out chiefing-a-pipe
and i don’t need people screaming-im-tight
for your sins my son you can receive the same beating-as-christ
clobber emcees like the thing When i fight
you just ain’t perceiving-my-might
if you ain’t dead, i’ll have ya ass bareley clinging-to-life
new on this site, but is JESUS I’m NICE
Satan tried to buy my soul, but he couldn’t dream of the price
the shadow in the corner, i got you screaming-at-night
kant sleep a wink, just one blink-and-i-strike
tears run rapid and jaws drop when the demons-in-sight
i sway with the beat but im steering-right
most you emcees recycle, im sick of seeing-your-"type"
you can think what you like
if yella calles you wack, he's just beeing-polite!!!!!
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