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I am a transpiring Hip-Hop artist, check out my wickid flows.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,566
Peak in subgenre #210
Author
Xlent./Pyromaniac
Uploaded
July 22, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
i'll scratch these weak fags like a dj or a cat i'll make you wish that you didnt talk back smack goes the weasel pop goes your face ima hybrid species a superior race//fuck black or white ima claim fuckin green and stay on both teams connectin pipe dreams all you wack rappers jus blowin off steam i'll show you my infinite dream i wish to have all wack fags traped in a tank like a fuckin fish dont dis you'll get dissmissed now im pissed listen stop bitchn i dont need ice on my wrist to glisten word astronomy autonomy limb lobatamy take it right outta me/ inside of me lives a fuckin demeon heathen forever breathin never leavin except when its feedin on flesh and bone when your alone gimmie that microphone enter my fuckin zone twilight dark as night rabbid dogs will bite think of that while you write your corny ass crap not even a rap u get bitch slapped just for fuckin askin am i gay//fuck that i keep bashin party mashin keep on stashin tha bills honing my skillz you know tha drill dont lie dont cheat dont steal keep it real or you end up fake as plastic icing on a cake wake up listen up shut the fuck up ima head of my times ahead of my rhymes ahead of the game dont same my name your a discrace to the human race you cant keep the pace// get this your so out of fittness you couldnt spit this even if i gave you til next christmas your on my offical shit list and my wish list to die im surpassing the sky raching the most high all i was ever taught was a lie dont deny me//i am not your maker but allowed god to make ya i pull the strings i wear the 7 rings or seals you know my deal this life could be surreal but thats not real its like a banna peel a used case makes ya fall flat on ya face//your an orgy addict have your dick on automatic its so small my girl wouldnt even grab it// your pathetic weak and static ima manic maniac pyromanianic manicly depressed with 9 inch cock similar to my 9 glock pressed to you back rolling down your block wit tupac spirit shootin up cops wit silencers so you wont hear it/ im an icon on a computer but dont click it if you did you might as well forget it im a virus that flows through your microchips organic and synthetic i posted a warning you should of read it//people say im scary put bullet holes through your theory you better sacrafice yourself before i call timothy leary
