just about hip hop really too much violence n shit
Lyrics
i live in spite-of-master-hatin mafuckas that strike-disasters-waitin
who might-here-after-flakin cant handle this sight-of-faster-satans
in-god-for-saken-lands a plot-be-creatin-plans too hot-for-satans-hands
am i makin sense a shot-for-makin-fans stopped like a clot-of-desercratin-sands
this is whoi am this is who i be so i'm keep this between jus u an me
i started-with-writtens elevated then i departed-to-spittin lyrically-gifted
some say myshit too cute like i jus farted-on-kittens spiritually-shifted
aggravated-with-lines hadda get this-stated-in-rhymes how long i been waitin-this-time
i'm gone be makin-this-shrine to fuckas who step up but be fakin-their-spine
spineless like snakes-in-the-prime some people like snails but say they
hatin-the-slime the beef the breakin-of-teeth the rapin-of-beats
nikkas say they rappin uh uh they all demonstraightin-the-heat
they not bringin so they jus be statin-their-beef straightin-the-streets
settin-bad-examples they major bettin-clad-of-samples sun gettin-mad-end-shambles
so shit spit to see the fun not wield a gun on my hip-is-a-belt
on ankle in a sock no a knife not a rock i hoped the shit-is-wots-felt
i spit-for-my-health makes me better i aint gotta stick-for-my-wealth
i hope the world comes to their senses so they can see it-for-them-selves
