Thursday, June 19, 2014

Big fishes in a small pond... Fucking look at his face... all brawn... For that sympathy? All gone...




Yeah, I know..
The main attraction, they all are just a side show...
act... the type of guy to leave your spine blown back...
find Prozac inside of a backpack, left unattended, and...
You might well call 9-1-1 and get the medics in...
I'm menacing... only a disfigured neck where a head's been...
Flow fire, the result of the track? Looks like Freddy's skin...
RAWR... nah, fuck a growl...
I look like Jack Napier, with a tougher style..
Make a motherfucker couple his upper brow...
In concern... the tutorial so the winners learn...
Flesh's tough, skin's firm... infectious, they gotta wonder if it's a germ...
I'm spitting out... pathogens flying...
photographic memory, pictures capture the violence...
I know, pretty poetic, right?
A rap prophet, in the in-between...
Living his dream, and just doesn't care, making em' Agnostic...
You need flash cards? Remedial minded...
This isn't even intermediate, I'm in a different class then them...
Rapping comes natural, nothing prosthetic
in here... Iverson wit' the rhyming, friend... lines are kind of like Ricin
seeping inside the skin...
Sleeping, you tired then?
Sound like a 5, I win... I'm more like a higher 10...
So it's dire, you require some higher fire power, like...
a flame thrower... no more tokens, the games over...
I train soldiers... a poisonous viper, shooting his venom, son...
Killing off your team, even if there's 10 of them...
Fast, lyrics come in to term, like seeing Jenner run...
They could never come... close with this... put simply? There's no interest...
You can turn-tail, still doesn't matter, a quick kill...
So until, you can build up your motto? No big deal...
You will, get slaughtered the same, don't bother, fathered the game...
Got a lot to detain, fugitive shit...
Yeah, dude's legit... if you saw him? yeah, you would've flipped...
Big fishes in a small pond...
Fucking look at his face... all brawn...
For that sympathy? All gone...
Maul on... any track... ask where the pen's at. It's a Reynolds wrap...
For this game, boy... no Nintendo...
Up in the North, but still hold the central... don't even know his full potential...

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