Exis & Candy - This Our Shit...

[Exis]

Ayo...

I see the bitch in these nigga's,
Quick to switch & snitch to a pig huh?
Clips in your liver,
Put my fist thru your vigor
Put these chickens to bed,
Trick a bitch into strippin' for scrilla
& fuckin' for payments,
No credit cards,
Break you up into little shards
Like glass,
Grippin' the stainless fuck a credit debt
My trigger set is evident,
Stop your whinin' and cryin' bitch
Hand over your pocket watch and just learn to fuckin' sit
When this rocket pops,
It just stops and gawks at the profits kid
Metal scent,
Rainin' down bullets is only Heaven sent
I don't settle for bench,
If I'm in a crew then I'm the fuckin' President
All your news is irrelevant,
Bitch ass tricks and ass pickers sniffin' the sediment
Rippin' on kids for kickin' shit,
Without the resonance
Screamin' at the top of they voice with speech impediments
They elements can't even reach preachin' the weakest reverends
It never ends,
I'm back into bendin' arms and severin' heads again
Sense is perception,
Hella corrections,
Fellas they represent
To they're detriment,
Fuckin' with Exis
You'll get set into wet cement
Emcees gettin' swept from my set,
Like Bruce or Jet Li's fuckin' legs just connect
Limbs will get wrecked,
Put in check like bishops and knights
Checkin' mates with they fingers,
Innocent types accept fate where it lingers
Physically hyped,
My pen clenched...
I write hate within scriptures.


i am boosted through shooting star thorough bred
said yes so many times debt put me in neglect
selection of natural events in actual depends
diapers in cyphers i shit out the the hyphen hyped in
hemogloben choken out competitions focus unnoticed
hoping for soaking of the carpet your parts partly broke in
woah this candy taste like wasted facelifts and tit reduction
im busting in broken flusters in cuffs thrusting
one touch to two i must comprehend the scribbles
i dabble and dribble in fables so simply drizzeled
fizzy in shock therapy name after name.. who am i
sam of summers a colt in hand and cult in brand for the knew them slight
the killers of wheelers and dealers dealt
felt tip pens and juvinals held high on scalps
torn and tethered from the measurements of their split
dipping fists in glass to spark imagination in their mits
each hit.. captured in swings kuckles to cheeks
i speak tongue in reach of removal
only approval rolling steam whispers peeling clovers
long lasting and strolling the gloves it needs for the covers
i muster the shakes of whatevers in stiff upperlips
god damn it it grips and strips the ducking lifts
with this ment for insight of gifts to gifs in modern riffs
faggot to ass my mission on god has a name in these pits
reflections and shifts of misfits with pistols and shits
like giggles i jiggle and jangel my keys unmanaged
chaos and tenderness unphathomed i damage
the carnage of carnivals i tip toe through the tulips
with disco dancing hair cuts and budgets of your lips
or this more or less im fruitless with this firearm im missing
waving my hands in the bullets off neo while im pissing
let it reign.