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Car booms, caricature - the knife shares the burst
blaring words; Crash CARson? - you're nothing but a cartoon character you're a wack rapper - slash bandit troops you're so wack, you jump in that box like crash bandicoot Raise bar higher, brave czar slicer I'll put crash in a box, no a circle - like race-car drivers I rap with urn, stab this jerk If this wack rapper passes the red light district, he'll just crash and burn Drawn lightning strike, dawn of your plight I'll put crash in the air like dog-fighter fights I'm dying, reading your verses; I'm not trying I'll give you a crash course..on rhyming I have gangsters with guns that'll pop you like pop darts We all know crash course..because I'm unparalleled to my dog park I puff cyphers, light this bug with bug lighters This cat is such a bitch, he should join the RUFF RYDERS I have a centaur's star gaze, part the stars gaze We all know crash dummy, when the obstacle course is like the Minotaur's Maze I have lucid rhymes with soothing rhymes If you're STONED AS HELL, you stared into Medusa's eyes I rapping with siege, stabbing this geek If crash has a shotgun, he died in the passenger seat I'm rapping with shine, rapping in time Even if you were a rocket, you couldn't blast off with rhymes I got sisses; a snake with a tall sin I'll drive shotgun in a driveby..this is a crash test..it's a POP quiz I'm the final serpent; the pious dwelling If crash above the people..we're talking 911 I'm a good rook, with good books If we book car..it's Dr.Seuss Books My time is grace, rhyme of rays I light the waves, I rhyme for days Rhyming spar, poetic justice, a dying art. Strike down in the night louder than lightning sparks. I am charged, no less with gumption like hybrid cars Fly around like a wise owl with eyes that will sight the mark. Heads rant, your mantra destroyed by my death chant Red liquid drip as your cred slipping with wet pants Test stanzas, that damage your choices made in second hand. Left digits fisting your ex pissing til legs cramp. Your soul aches, cracking inside, like bone breaks. Demolition of your premonition, changing your own fate. Grown away from acting alive it goes both ways. This existence never fit the premise, evading the gold blade. I'm yelling "down with sinning" like the most devouted Christians. You would never see him in a crowd of women, because sinning fem n it's hard to pick out the difference. I used to think sinning was good, then I realized sinning was necessary Because without sinning what's good, let's compare in sin, what is legendary? I quit sinning. Try to follow the path of the righteous, as it were told. And I've been winning.. everybody sinning and I haven't seen the devil yet, what's sinning goals? I say more sinning shit than sinning say shit like dark cathedral If your heart is evil, then why aren't you committing sin? Let's start the sequel. I RIP end for the sin. Defeated the final fantasy, x that off the list. I got a lot of crap on my plate but still got a shit eating grin on my face, when I'm talkin sin. Sinning has a certain way with words, prose and devotion. Sinning think he fly I put him airborne, that's poetry in motion. See me I go with the flow cause I never gave a dam Bring heat when I go, cause I know when to change the plan And it's always the same when I bounce, finding scripts when I snooze, bruh Hard for you to keep my name put your mouth because I'm a dick, and you suck. |
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