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-Verse-
The games ready but it fails like a broke disc//
You get high? Motherfucker get your nose kicked//
Fuck a story telling, you're dieing like a rolling seven//
I'm like the flow of heaven, you'll never beat to be the second//
The murders never stated, it's playing like an imply//
Fucking maggot make you die like your inside//
It's BNR, no CPR, it's just death//
Motherfuckers wanna VCR the bloodshed//
Psychological methods getting invested//
Invisible efforts get severed if ever detected//
The sickle moving comfortably so fuck a triggernometry//
On point it's like an archery, I'm cutting up your artery//
upsetting all your anatomy, expelling this catastrophe//
It's iller when you're mad at me, the pen is like a panel beat//
I'm like an expo bobbing to the death flow//
rotten to the death note cause you don't wanna let go//
These lyrics kick it like its acrobatics, rappers scattered//
You ain't a biggie motherfucker why you act the baddest//
I'm at ya rescue just to be the first to cut you//
Introduce my middle finger motherfucker so fuck you//
Count the dates my bars like cancer waves//
Count the graves, I'm an outcast down to play//
It's the new camp, takeover who stand//
It's like WU Tang clan with a true plan//
Feast your prayer, gun attached to your facial hair//
It's vandalism verbalism right here//
A double agent and I'm killing off the energy//
Motherfucker in my mind there's no enemy//
The lyrical communist strap from your free will/
We ill get you smoked like a weed field/
It's transplant put the words to your chest//
Cut your motherfucking insides closer to death//
It's streets put your griefs in the flat line//
You lost a brother motherfucker and I past mine//
You're sick I'm a pharmacist//
I write bars motherfucker like an architect//
Got your back motherfucker like what karma did//
You know who osama is//
I put your head in the toilet till you solve the shit//
And if you breathe underwater I'll resolve to quit//
Your lyrics ain't a thing I just scrunch it//
Topics wanna die when I touch it//
-Hook-
It's the heist, it's the hype, it's the life//
Televised where the flow never dies//
I tell it wise like a ghost in the night//
Kill the mic, when it rise burn it down overdrive//
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most probably coz of the content, you're one sick psycho
your flow didn't change much though, it's still as awesome as it's always been. dope beat, your own? looking forward to the tape.




