01-03-2019, 11:16 AM | #1 |
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Aye...
Yo,
I'm the principle, Transferred from vet to invincible Rhymin' sensible eye glands blurred your contact So now prescriptions due I'm multifaceted, Been blastin' kids since Iraq was fascist bitch Lashes from credit, harasses from taxes minor refractions Blind multi taskin', Send the nerves in you spine to relapsin' Grippin' macks to crash your face 'til it splits & rolls down your back My heredity is irrelevant to the skill that I represent Soul all heaven sent, My religion don't fuckin' matter I'm vanquishin' lyric myths With a style so solid & hard it could make any spirit trip Put fear in your heart & mind 'til it scream thru a bitches lips On some unbelievable shit, Have the fuckin' reaper of death fully believe every word that I spit Bring a grievin' emcee to his knees Just for breathin' quickly, In my past life my slave master couldn't even whip me. |
01-09-2019, 02:45 AM | #3 |
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Wake up bitches...
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01-09-2019, 01:17 PM | #4 | |
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Ewww
This was kinda nasty bruh bruh. I like the bravado and aggression. In particular, the “roll down ya back”, “hereditary”, “spirt”, “reaper” and “slave master” lines were all tuff. I fuckwitit.
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