... i'm saying ..i'm saying God ... Missy God ....Missy
Lyrics
hook:
facing me is fruitless hard to do like beating Rubix
even with my body’s blueprints you cant plot a win stupid
want to hang i’ll help you do this... just go fetch the nooses
vocabulary is ruthless leaving victims stricken with bruises
in pieces like deuces then they’re rammed through pits
one or two fist rough or smooth kicks you’ll be left with new dents
you’re thru kid, not over through the ceiling, nuisance
now you’re only clueless so wipe your mouth you blew this
verse:
it’s mal diction swinging blades looking for some drastic measures
murderous i’m disaster..... watch it when i strike
have surgeons rush in fives with gurneys to your plight
it’s my delight tonight to frighten you sitting patient
begin by pulling your optics so you can see the situation
ya facing i’m a mason leveling brick headed MC’s
showing them how to catch a fire’s my desire then freeze
anatomy of these freaks who aint nice nor show it by far
now i’m putting my foot in their chest so they know it by heart
my mark is death retort your body till u fart your breath
arching lefts rights strapped with dynamite to part your flesh
then enlarge the rest with contents of septic tanks
stepping aint the thing to think no exception made
weapons aimed declare your loss defined mal is the boss of rhyme
shooting arrows through your skull incase that didn’t cross ya mind
hook:
talking:i'm a poet, what i look like slaughting cats who only battle... freaking bustas
