This song was written for my bro SolidX, to diss flamers that can't rap on the GunzOnline.com forum it's pretty dope, check it.
I am a transpiring Hip-Hop artist, check out my wickid flows.
Story behind the song
This song was written for my bro SolidX
Lyrics
My thesis is i'm a lyrical genious eat all you motha fucka's like reeses pieces drink your blood like you were jesus//I practice telekinesis so im telekinetic , energetic your pathetic i'll cut you up then call the medic//please ya'll tryin to spit wit poem rhyme schemes somethin here seems obsene//as soon as i hit tha scene you and your team get reamed fucked then creamed on//i'm that player your the pawn, i'm the mower your the lawn//i'm flexed on the next slice you quick wit k-techs//i get respect you get decked, chin checked, check your reflex, no response just like i suspect//aight part 2 this is where i start dissin you-personally i dont give a fuck if you think you can own, i'll slice you to the bone//i'm ghostly give your dick the drips, cut off your fingertips//now it's too late you cant even play gunz, but spectate and watch my brother own you while you watch porn, cry and masturbate//SolidX is also flexed on the next after he murders you, you'll question your sex//any clan gets owned pwned boned then sowed up wit stiches wit Fantasy tatted to flame you bitches...aight i could go on and on but im out aight late....
