Throwing competition
Stricken Individuals
To make a visual
Hear these lyrical
Vocals through your Ear holes
Got tha weed in place
As my minds outer space
Focused more on makin bakin all this betty crocker cake
Man I'm talkin bout tha makin bakin bankin of tha doe
If we talkin bout tha weather sure for hell I make it snow
Just creative playin with these
Mind filt fuckin rhymes
Rap mane got it back
Hear me beast on tha track
Kill tha songs own daughter
Throwing a lyrical slaughter
Rape tha bass all tha time
Till tha lines just die...
With a mind so high
Is why
I'm always fly..
To girls I can't lie
Just a typical guy
Now hear me
Our grown society
At a different variety
Burnin of my degrees
Spittin fire as you see..
Why people throwing drama
Bout their last roast beef
Of tha ho peeps
Nigga oh please
So last week
When with a ho
I let her kno I go real deep
Like submarines
Underwater
So damn steep..
Keep it runnin rounds
Provin our diversity
Our difference is so different
No point of a controversy
I'm on my own beat
Rappin with an apathy
Still my accuracy
Hittin bars
Should be ure concede
Can't lie
I'm So sly
With a target eye
Obliterate
Ure fuckin race of wicked cockyness
Its obvious That u wack
My main objectives to rap
And also to slap
To those who wack
In this game so intact
As ure next shows rescinded
Still I do this independent
Everybody watching me
Cause they know, I always kill it
Don't u feel it
Tha feelin
Tha Illest to kill this
Im always with this
Like I got it
Vocab it be hooked up on phonix
Got tha Poison threw ure mind like Its straight up toxins
Have ya chokin when u tryin
Like u seem to loss your oxygen
Daily throwing my vitamins
As you poppin tha Vicodin
See I do me correctly
As you fucked up on ure lines again..
True wins call me Pacman....
You just bleadin all tha ears through your rounds Mike Tyson
Stricken Individuals
To make a visual
Hear these lyrical
Vocals through your Ear holes
Got tha weed in place
As my minds outer space
Focused more on makin bakin all this betty crocker cake
Man I'm talkin bout tha makin bakin bankin of tha doe
If we talkin bout tha weather sure for hell I make it snow
Just creative playin with these
Mind filt fuckin rhymes
Rap mane got it back
Hear me beast on tha track
Kill tha songs own daughter
Throwing a lyrical slaughter
Rape tha bass all tha time
Till tha lines just die...
With a mind so high
Is why
I'm always fly..
To girls I can't lie
Just a typical guy
Now hear me
Our grown society
At a different variety
Burnin of my degrees
Spittin fire as you see..
Why people throwing drama
Bout their last roast beef
Of tha ho peeps
Nigga oh please
So last week
When with a ho
I let her kno I go real deep
Like submarines
Underwater
So damn steep..
Keep it runnin rounds
Provin our diversity
Our difference is so different
No point of a controversy
I'm on my own beat
Rappin with an apathy
Still my accuracy
Hittin bars
Should be ure concede
Can't lie
I'm So sly
With a target eye
Obliterate
Ure fuckin race of wicked cockyness
Its obvious That u wack
My main objectives to rap
And also to slap
To those who wack
In this game so intact
As ure next shows rescinded
Still I do this independent
Everybody watching me
Cause they know, I always kill it
Don't u feel it
Tha feelin
Tha Illest to kill this
Im always with this
Like I got it
Vocab it be hooked up on phonix
Got tha Poison threw ure mind like Its straight up toxins
Have ya chokin when u tryin
Like u seem to loss your oxygen
Daily throwing my vitamins
As you poppin tha Vicodin
See I do me correctly
As you fucked up on ure lines again..
True wins call me Pacman....
You just bleadin all tha ears through your rounds Mike Tyson
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