[ill nik-A]

I gotta ghetto like stare
don't settle fights fair
some get the metal's bite there
not many fellow lives spared
The mental type's rare
with stories only rebel minds share
I'm The devil's nightmare
so why care?
my glare is the shining
axe In my hand
hope ure prepared for the grinding
relax this is planned
don't be scared of ur findings
it's so inviting
& the timing is perfect
the sun is shining
& the lighting shows purpose
Stop crying
why u so nervous?
Stop fighting
ur cries are so worthless
This is the end
Why can't u face it
Missing ur friends?
They lie in the basement
Give them a hand
Combined with ur bracelet.
My cut games lethal
Fuck the patriots
This blood stains' Tebow's
Some blame ego
How can u untrain evil?
It's just Fun games, people!
Like Russian roulette
Punch in ur neck
Cut ur tongue discussing respect
Dick thrusting ur ex
u Stiff fucking reject
Quit bugging she's ehh
I'm in a Bentley one three
Why waste my time to screw
u've got plenty to see
Whats a dime to u...
Is a penny to me
u act like Wendy's ain't cheap...
& Denny's elite
I'm in Prime one twelve
The tip alone buys many a feast
Find some help
Get ur man game right
Why u damn lames write?
Time won't tell
Since when did being the man...
shame whites?
seeing is believing
u act like breathing is achieving
I'll save my greeting for the evening
The sleeping for the mourning
The beatings for a warning
Killing genies for my needing
What I keep reading I'm not feeling
So I innovated
Flow right, simple greatest
Show why it's so hated