Originally Posted By MiC ChEcK
Marrzz cutta.....hmmmmm, neva heard a this kid, but aiight...
i'll call this keystyle master piece..."Death Wish"
Is it true Check doesn't really CARE-ANYMORE? Emceez were SCARED-HE-WAS-BORN, EMPAIRED-AND-DEFORMED with no HAIR-AND-TWIN-HORNS//
The DEVIL-INCARNATE, one HELL-OF-AN-ARTIST, my words dispurse in this verse and an L-HAS-DEPARTED//
TELLING-MY-HARDSHIPS can leave ADULTS-KILLED, I'm on the BATTLE-FEILD and YELLING-AT-SARGENTS, I DWELL-IN-THE-DARKNESS, I've got HOTTENED-GLANDS, I'm NOT-A-MAN, just a SHELL-AND-I'M-HEARTLESS//
Ok ok, let me DISS-YOU-SOME, I know all you kids are waiting until my FIST-IS-SWUNG, so let me SPIT-A-PUNCH//
I'll ATTACK-THE-DAMN-PLANET, and be the LAST-MAN-STANDING, dancing in a COLLAPSED-GRAND-CANYON//
PERHAPES-I-AM-DAMAGED, but I'm "underground" and you're still "beneath me", not even WORTH-A-SPAR, I'll build a "Tavern" in your town kid, cause honestly you don't DESERVE-A-"BAR"//
Leave you HURT-AND-SCARRED from WORDS-MY-HEART will VERSE-IN-BARS//
I'll INSERT-THESE-PARTS into my CURSIVE-MARKS until the lines rhyme and BURST-APART//
Imma LUNATIC, WHO-CAN-GET ABUSIVE-QUICK and LOSE-HIS-WITTS anytime the MOON-IS-LIT//
This is what I think of your words, you get lucky and rhyme while you WHISTLE-THINGS//
I possess triple the flow and all you wield is one LITTLE-BEAM//
So saying you shine is only HALF-RIGHT//
It's a SAD-SIGHT to see the one beam you got is nothing but a Fisher Price FLASHLIGHT//
finishin this 'homie jew'
You simple-minded can only pencil-voilence, so you get beat with one arm like Dr. Kimble's-wife-did//
I assemble-riots at hip-gigs, murder you lyricly and make it look like slit-wrists//
Fuck a dick-bitch, just imagine how large my fist-gets when it's submurged in your tricks-slit//
I'm God almighty, you exist-for-my-fun, and I actually WANT Priests to commit-to-my-son//
This might-be-lies but Imma write-it-nice, Cutta is like a veteran coke addict, cause he needs twice-the-lines to incite-a-rise//
Vicious Determination
-MiC ChEcK-
