I can't front this was kinda hot S/O to Gia Medley keep doing your thing.
Lyrics as written in my blackberry... no Spell check sorry I rap... im not in a spelling b.
get up on this maxed bidding
that ill have rap bitches quitting
skinny bitch grinning
while the currency printing
burn a tree choke now theirs smoke in the ceiling
verse got em soaked people hoaxed while im spitting
flows got em swimming
choked in one sitting
hoes got em knitting
track suits when im sprinting
on the track like a villain
on a crack epidemic
smack fools when im spinning
like a roach full of venom
they approach me im hitting
people poke me im shitting
on their facebook
if they probe me im killing
im staged crook
in a robe like im chillin
ima stay shook
feed im whole penicillin
cuz im ILL in its fitting that im here done revealing
all the bodies im sealing in a casket im wheeling
towards the pastures
cuz their flow aint appealing
silly bastards dnt u knw im the illest?????!!!!
all u see is fucking smoke when im finished....
& all these rappers had urge to diminish ME!
but I have the fucking keys to the premise
floss for ur dentist- RAP MONSTER GENETICS
WU TANG FLOW when i foster POETICS
emcee superb & im tossing athletics
all these real rappers knw that ill smash these prosthetics
mail the fucking remnants to ur parents
put the skull in box labeled fed ex
and eminem said ur real name is clarence
rap baby fetus u were just miscarriage
hip hop divorced GIa MEdley was marriage
he said wat a blessing on the track ima cherish
every moment we spend ur my fetish
hands in the air like were tossing some lettus
got me feeling like damn scizophreinic
all these voices in this rap epidemic
telling me tht my psyche needs a medic
eat sleep destroy till my enemies perish
lo que mas quiero en este mundo tu eres
cuando rapeo solo el humo tu ves
nadad me para porque tumbo las redes
soon ull be jealous
tengo el rumbo mujeres
they yelling MERCY LE HAgo
im bout to go full throttle
& ur bitch she so thirsty had to feed her with my bottle
SHE GO WHEREVER I GO I GOT THAT WU FLOW WE KEEP IT GROTTO
uh fatality
id rather be smoking a blunt, fucking em up
but i gotta be,
steady building up a trap for these wallabees
cuz i want a fur coat made of wannabess
ur about to see me cut up the poultry, im craving it moistly
building up the craft of lobotomy,
im a savage baby average is jst odd to me
is the one women show this odyssey
deadly carcinogen
came to kill again
makin em swim in this pool w. this toxic amphibians
gulligan little men little bitter mutherfuckers
in the middle ima snap like a rubberband
queen of this neverland
never ever step here or youll never be back like peter pan
I proceed to split mics when i spit the phlem
all u see is blood clogs when I flick my pen
the way It fizzles & sizzles when I let my flow drizzle
cuz I know this shit cracks like a heated pan
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