Lyrics
*lines in and out of the bargain bin (re-used, not originally yours)
* food with text (letters) is made by a company called Ravioli
*text battlers only text battle, no audio = not a real MC
Your worthless, ill piss on-ya-grave
leave ya all yellow like drinking lemon-aid
im grimmy, ya ma go down to my south-pole
teaching lessons like, dont talk with a mouth-full
im balling with terriosts-sid
about to have share-our-fists-ED
my lyrics are amo, they capturing-the-moment
that picture of ya face, splattering-the-full-clip
text is stupid, no votes ever given-fairly
hip-hops got a vision, and im its visionary
you just like all the other text mc's hiding behind the-computer
sick lines, like you the-gun-shooter
like you pull triggers, and that makes ya nuts bigger//
yo dog, i can spit and write, watch wat ya barkin-in
text is stupid, all lines been in out the bargain bin
sid's a big guy, so you know he's been starvin-again
so i feed him text,make sure he's fat'nd-fully
oh shit, call me ravioli