If I feel like flowing better realize no one
On this here site’s going to get near mine, showing
How to tear mikes, opening my air pipes, knowing
That ya scared Nice, holding on to deer life, hoping
My performance is lacking but aw shucks I’m at it
Again…... Coming in as I crawl up the lattice, better
Board up the attic…. I’m sort of a maggot
That’ll chew through the floorboards, and wall ducts --the fabric
The carpet /don’t matter/ this poor fuck is panicked
Cause he don’t want no static like a Warbux fanatic
I gotta Stay violent as more blood is spattered”
Still gotta K-silent as he’s tore up with jagged
Ka-nives cause I’m conniving so you can duck the resume
the cereal killer and you ain’t nothing special K
spitting mo’ quickness than physical fitness
so shoot some gift bitch I’m the grinch that stole Christmas
Chris is no picnic I’ll slip in yo business
Nab ya laptop to reprint my whole shit list
And put ya name on it cause ya bitchmade synonymous
can’t cut the mustard holding switch blades to condiments
at this stage the violence’ll bring jakes and firemen
schick razors slit major shit till ya bile is
spit made ya cry and it’s a sick shade of violet
I’m a bad seed like Nick Cave’s entire click
I’ve been bully since my six grade environment
Such a superfreak I got Rick James retiring
I rip manes off lions then dig graves for miles and
Dub over ya mix-tape..and dictate some vileness
you lack nerve can’t send a vet backwards
heard this k’s sensitive like internet passwords
ain’t winning at rap herb he finally know
if you hear this zero won (0,1) I spit binary code
“And I barely flow and I’m very old”
Better Shut ya fucking mouth like its the the library yo
in the third round this clown ain’t on my stereo why
blacks don’t wanna hear K-three times in a row
so die very slow cause you ain’t meant to follow chris
Probably catch more slugs than a bug etymologist
My pencil politics insult these college kids
Polish clicks off quick as Trench coat mafias
When It probably rains it pours but I got a brain that storms
Better pray to God that there ain’t no more
Cause I’ll murk you in a perfect way
I kill you In a circle K like I robbed a convenient store
Aiming for my size nines in ya ass
Fly rhymes put you on the sidelines in a snap
Drive bye’s in a flash try to hide when I pass
Bye bye you die nice guys finish last
