Bleed...
Ayo,
I'm the creature that creeps in the darkest of nights
I'm the reason he sleeps with the sharpest of knives
If you park in his drive & check the garden you'll find
Parts of his mind, eyes, two sai's & a few sizes of nines
So even Darwin couldn't find the start of my kind
& as hard as you try I'm still carvin' your sides
Guardian of rhymes, harder than martians to find
I find it hard to say goodbye like I'm partin' with mimes
I've been marketin' my crimes, to gain rep I hope
This ain't the best I've wrote, I'm feelin' death is close
I like the breasts of hoes, caressed the chest of most
Boastin' I'm a doctor promotin' a second hand stethoscope
I grabbed your pancreas, when I sank my fist in your stomach shit
I bled your head you were almost dead, once I bludgeoned it
Your brains on an oven mitt, hide the gloves quick Simpson
Grab any artery in your heart, 'cause I love sickness mixed in
I'm Witty like with six of the sins, mockin' most rappers
Hit you from every angle like I'm tossin' protractors
Bitch you better row faster, shits creek is no matter
To laugh @ when it comes from my cheeks & it splatters
On the weak, batterin' emcees 'til my tongue rots
Half you cats are squarer than the pants on Sponge Bob
& I love a dumb blonde, comin' from the slums lawn
Especially when the rum's gone, that's when the Devil's son's spawn.
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