[trap.]

02-15-2002

massacre

my 'divine-thoughts' leave this kid scared with emotion
those same thoughts so deep they'll drown the ocean
whats that camotion, ST get knocked out
in this rhyme bout i dismantle the laws of the universe
then disperse this verse to leave u cursed and submerssed in terror
mass deploy warfare to leave this kid 'rapping impaired'
u piss in ya chair, after this beat down
6 feet deep is the only way u rep the underground
i'm leaving u hell bound, so u can witness "SATAN's" real "thoughts"
deliver plagues and brain clotts, to leave u kickin rhymes retardidlly
...pardon me... did u really think u could compete with me
u the epitomie of a weak emcee, trying to spit with my capabilities
mass spit seismic activity, and leave u gassed like suctioned gravity
***stop there>....u spitting nothing but blaspheme****

satan


You couldn’t murder this battle if u was a back up for Scary Movie(s)
I baby sit vets and when it come to beginners I carry-new b’s
Pamper and Tamper who eva gets in my path-of destruction
Like a math-production the – sign= your deduction
Satan has a lyrical Eruption flow and wordplay going out of hand
Your like a retarded kid when u see punches u quite don’t understand
Left and right combination satan spit a lyrical proclamation
Thoughts doing a full cavity examination not even like that u still cant spit sanitation
The lyrical sensation that ripps massacre out of his life form
Mass dead before he was born satan leaving mass like old jeans thorn and worn
U know his shit was bitten if not pre written my verse like my dick I got u smitten
U couldn’t beat me if my saliva was what u was spittin but I just rape this pussy kitten (cat)

|-|is Mass a gift? if not why is he getting wrapped-up…mass throwing low blows cause I wasn’t wit strapped-cup( cup=ball protector)…but he loves having his hands-on-bones only way u have a chance to win is wit a twin or more but satan stands-on-clones…mass entering explict zones I rip threw yo brain I damage yo domes…. |-|