this was a Bush Assassin track that never got completed
I kill like a cigarette your still an illiterate/ b.a. all day light up like a fillament//1
my pen is phallic pads as fertile as a teen/ freestyle cessions like a cirlce of fiends//2
my herbal is green with purple in between/ flows when I kick it im known to get a ticket//3
my verbal obscene like ozzys offspring/ greater major players with more flavor than hot wings//4
the bush assassins captain craftin rappin fashion captions/ your factions slackin lackin passion actin trash an whack when//5
the mix tape is sick made get wig sprayed in six ways/ the b*** fake should quit hate we'll switch blade your rib cage/6
im hard as concrete your all wet like cement/ you should repent in the event that apocalypse commence//7
in essence your tenth sense is dense/ wack rap attacks is what my defense prevents//8
f-u to the c-k-y-o to the u/ f*** you blood spew everybody dies because you//9
would not quit I hawk spit I’m loaded like a glock get/ we serve birds you cop nicks get head locked leg dropped neck chopped and drop kicked//10