Sinacog vs. Sini
I'm a Saint, ready my poetry; God knows I'm learning too well
Angels in Heaven adore me; while if a Angel is 'Singing The Blues' it's because he's depressed you're not burning in hell
I'm shooting the tech; one shot and your words are history
I'm putting 'Blues Clues on a Pole' like Steve solving a murder mystery
I'm royalty; you're a peasant putting a blade to your wrist
I'll grab the blade, and have 'Blue Dying of Heir' like a Joker who'll prostrate to a prince
God loves me; I make splashes in waters with waves of commotion
I'm a Saint; 'Sin is Taking Blues Soul' like God Raging in Oceans
No-one thinks your dope; I got blades for this guys neck
If birds are thinking 'Blues Fly' than I'm Painting the Sky Red
I have sex with demi-gods; Aphrodite be getting my erection in nook deep
I had sex with Asherah; and I'll 'kill you with that pole' and you'll still never be getting that pussy..
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so fresh i speak to myself in the 3rd person when i’m blazin a session
“you dropped dope Blue.. n’ Sin u ate so fast it’s like u made a suggestion”
u write 10,000 words a bar but we ignore your presence
ur wack. if i say ‘dope Metasin’ i’m payin homage to a former legend
dawgy you ain’t up to snuff w/ whores..
cousin fact - the only person that you ever fuck is yours
embarrass this faggit then i’ll put the pump to his tooth
moccasin then spend $300 at the cleaners gettin blood from my shoes
an egomaniac sweeping the votes. that’s right, i’m truly vicious
once the ‘Overalls are Red’ i'll be left w/ a Bigger Head then Stewie Griffin
so when it comes to dope writers that top the chain
you can't say you are, Sin. nothing you ever drop is flames
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