watch me spaz out.. and bare arms, in rare form, pull the mac out,
you match up with my verse? is just as impossible as son in my last bout//
throw you in a submission move.. you tag out, quick, blow your back out,
you a fag.. spaz on the pipe hard like feins inna crack-house// (.. lol)
who can lyrically fuck with me? im on a whole new level,
old school devil.. the chainsaw'll rip apart his vessels//
whether chrome or metal.. bullets hit you and enter your skull or temple,
dispose your mental.. rip your organs, and turn your bones to rebel//
spaz isnt equipped to battle me.. I'll savagishly damage his whole anatomy,
swole his brain cavity, to an imploding explosive-tragedy//
what a catastrophe, I'll leave spaz in.. leave him bleeding, inside a trashbin,
cut into pieces from a previous thrashin'//
who's he deceiving, in his means to be rapping?..
I never heard of this hasbeen, nor of his name but I'll make use-of-his-madness// (spaz/madness)
leave him subdued.. black and blueish to ashes,
straight chew through this faggott.. bury him alive, watch him delude inna-casket..
G’luck blue
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