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Cor the best they is..
I flex scripts and write raw literature,
keep a broad by the wheel,
and peal off after hittin' ya//
the carnage.. something beyond art as of date,
leave you slaughtered, they'll never depict who you are by the face//
no mistake on the grammer, I spell check everything I create,
.. meaning, I'm bout my word, I'll follow up on that which I say//
gun by the waist, just in case these cats wanna war..
gangsta, I'll shoot up the whole place to the floor//
shoot the man in the phone booth, calling a cab and all,
shoot the man on his bluetooth, walking outside the store..
I'm vicious.. something rambo like and raw,
go to war with kitchen or butter knife and brawl//
.. the sickness, I'll put 1 bullet wound in your skull,
that'll sever every vital organ inside your corpse//
.. relentless.. I'll box your face in, my names' Jason, voorhees..
you gon end up in segments at my basement//
.. here's some advice.. don't you ever disrespect me,
or test me,
stone cold.. I'll bury your bones where nobody'll check me//
tu mientiendos? no wiegos like un broken nintendo,
I'll speed by your block and fire shots through my open window//
.. I grip gats and flip packs, from coke, dope to heroin,
I'm sicker then over counter pills people convey as medicine//
sicker then homosexuals sharing needles at tenements,
with other diseased residents who suffer from weak skeletons//
.. I'm devilish, the penmanship perfected to excellence,
write a rhyme to the beat your body makes digesting shit//
.. you better quit, your mind playing tricks on you gawd,
and it's evident, cause your words can't match your part..