Lies

[CopyPat]

The nine millimeter clapper. Rhyme viciously and splatter
Dime bitches bein badder, I’m typically the tapper
Of their asses when I rap this, I spit diseases after
Eyes witnessing the cancer but my sympathy is nada
Cause I gots no love for these mothafuckin ho’s
And I’m not no chump, so I shove it up they throat
Commin up with dope new rhymes every session
Gonna fuckin choke dudes die when I step in
The question is who the bestest is
And you can bet the kid be on some excellence
So let me get this straight, I’m heavy yes the weight
Machete escapades I’m getting flesh filets
Confetti celebrate when the bodies stack
Cause when ya get cremated then ya on the map
Catch a heart attack, arrest is cardiac
The rest can hardly rap I bet ya probly wack
The body snatcher big shotty packer
Big shot of carnage I’m sergeant slaughter
Ya’ll just falter when ya scribble all ya writes
And I rock, Gibraltar when I’m spitting on the mic
Shitting on these dykes like an S & M freak
And I’m killing all these cyphs when I let the pen leak
Evidently, ya neck is sure to break
Penitentiary, cause I catch a murder case
I Never turn away from takin a snitch out
Correct ya vertebrate when I straighten ya shit out
Rapin ya bitch mouth, I’m feedin you shots hard
Layin these pigs down, they need a new cop car
Leavin dudes cross marked and branded for death
Beatin you softcore like amateur sex
Damagin retina’s cause rappers don’t see me
Laughin at texts cause I shammed this whole piece G.




Cause I'm SO fuckin hardcore yo