Knostyle. hot lyrical piece, clockwork on the beat
Unique style, elements of both old school and new school. Lyricism and rhyme scheme are at this moment my 2 most focused on elements, but Im not against toning
Lyrics
Verse 1 -
Blood drippin, seepin from out the orifice
My 2 way beepin, im like, which whore is this?
When im scorin this ill hit you with a soarin fist
Horrendous flows composed from blood gore and piss
Expose the hoes imposed with 2 faces
My foes "bow" at my feet like shoelaces
Reality simulated like a new matrix
Hit a dude with an uppercut, gave the fool a facelift
Basic fission, physics of a spaceship
Desecrate his breastplate .. his chest ate shit
Spit flames with the arson my track renders
Im runnin this shit like varsity track members
Check the trap record
Vicious like a black leapord
Hit 21 in blackjack with the crack vendors
I stack embers to fortify the fire
Rap fast out the church and mortify the choir
Bend liars, geometrical schemin
Rip hearts out with pliars, see the ventricles bleedin
Divide up the loot symmetrically and
Feed the women fiendin, drugged up on my semen
Perceivin a wormhole so I leaped through it
Traveled in time to when my mom leaked fluid
Was born again but not like a Christian is
Went back to preschool, continued dissin kids
My mission is create truth from pipe dreams
In the Lac kicked back, I aint talkin fight scenes
My attacks hit fast blast tacs through his back
That get passed out his ass, he'll need more than ice packs
Strike last burn out .. I followed you
If your mom knew how you turned out, she would've swallowed you
3 times outta 2 .. when the clip pop
You'll get blasted more times than commercial hip hop
If you take 1 second of your time to raise the white flag
And swallow your pride ..
You could cough, choke, and you might gag
Then your body bag gets sealed up like a zip lock
Verse 2 -
Saw signs of raw crimes and lines of fine cocaine
Put your hands up in the air .. it's a stickup
What a fight back, he got right back after the slipup
So I whipped better like a ripped sweater, he got stitched up
Stand taller put your last dollar in this tip cup
Keep both eyes out for the government spies
Be careful of the government, the government lies
Hit your thighs by surprise and leave you covered in flies
Disguised in a costume ..
I consumed all the booze in the scotch room
And got doomed, im not new
Even though I may be young
Got a grown up flow with a baby's tongue
Count backwards from 81
Let the antithetic take effect
Move more "snow" than a lake effect
Pierce souls/soles like thumb tacks, turn em to bug snacks
The slugs "hack" flesh and almost break the "teck"
You cant shake the effect of this hectic death list
Score a vest for ya chest or ya left just breathless
Yo check this, if your girl's wearin makeup with the ring
Taken off the 3rd finger, I aint talkin breakfast ..
When I say the next mornin, she gon "Wake Up With The King"
Inspect this, to find flows fucking infectious
Aint talkin X-mas when I say, I make a checklist
Of all the females who are naughty and nice
Cuz if you aint sex Chris, you aint partyin right
Ill never part with the mic, by my side like a running pain
I been gettin money mayne, since the start of my life
Im comin sharp like a knife, cuttin flesh
To leave your tummy hangin out like a shirt buttonless
My life didnt start right, I came through the left entrance
These "lethal lines" connect with you like a death sentence
Every breath is a gift .. never forget this
Just pray for repentance ..
Pray for repentance
