i knew a bitch called RIOT, she tried playing me once, wait til i fall asleep, take my money and bounce but now i caught her red hand and it's gon be hell on earth drag her ass behind my car, grind that smile on the dirt make her face the concrete, now she can talk about the turf, i made the bitch a widow , threw the husband out the window, 4-5 shots in the dome , damn , that was the wrong people so lock all your shit , cause im coming at your door gentlemen strap your bitch, i'm coming at your whore the bitch was cryin, teeth ripped, ribs broken, i thought the bitch learned her lesson after the smith & wesson, i left her on the creaky floor, left the bitch agonizing, all the shit i made her go through i was analyzing, almost paralysed she, cried on my black nikes, i left the bitch stranded there, romancin with the floor, she had dreams of ending her life soon cause she didn't want no more, and now years went by, i met her yesterday she say she no more whore, she's an inspirin MC i had to hold my breath for like three days, cause i couldnt stop laughin my ass off , bitch sue me pursue me , yeah call the cops , ill pay the fuckin jury i'll win the case and i'll still run away with all your jewelery understand now , you little prick shook to death of the streets it'll take more than a lever to get you off my dick fuck riot and merry christmassssss it came earlier , i had inspiration
hahah inspiration. I got that shit on lock 24/7,do you need a demonstration. agility like seven eleven,i don't want your bullshit complications. my engines revvin,get ready for my vocalization. hellooo, are you listening?,I don't spit no whack dramaizations. your shits way to easy,like speech class communications. now ya feelin queezy,stage two,humiliation. no escapin,you need to resort to a new obligation. workin on my ation ryhmes. thanks for the practice bruh.
now the projects talking that sombody gotta die shit Its logic unless its somebody thats in my click get out the car you hear click clack you turn all i see is your back hesitate this bringing me to a ether mindstate beware leaving your blood running cold in fear old shiet
we use to be real homies no longer hang AZ quoted and things still never changed we use to do anything for the dolla jack kids start rockin gold chains smoke weed everyday like tupac said it weve been through all this shit still living for nothing, the love still remains i got your back never complain i was there when you were getting jacked got my celly out and thats that, you yelled get back while we started getting the stack blood stained white tee suburb kids thought we were real G, you took me in fed me food when i went stray never supported the drugs that got to me, only a real homie that i could trust would do that for me, we made it through high school and its mighty viscous on this road to riches, but id rather have a friend to roll with me then the stacks of money and no true homie older shiet
i wake up on a daily basis shape up for the daily faces end up at the daily places, my world is mad craziness living life as what seems to be painless i cant tend to restrain this, small kid act tough grew up in the roughs headed to the suburbs, where i grew up ended up selling herb mad money and couldn't intend to learn school was a struggle, my logic is at a street smart level trying to keep me out of trouble, living in a destructive household no love no trust only fear, hmmm im done merry christmas entry bringing it baccccck
Our mental states are clashin,dont give lip. i'll have to shorten your rations,if you keep sayin shit. yeah yeahh yeahh, enough of this chit chat. get to buisness,it has occured,that the feelings of hers. Could possibly move skyscrapers,somewhat absurd. lines blow up so big,leavin craters,I'm a rhymesayer,like and illness without a cure. Dustin them haters,like monor and pass,while my rhymes stay pure. dont trust me,I'm a traitor,like benidect,the only man I would call sir. Here to leave my mark,like stainer,consider it a benefit,cling like a burr. keystyle for talking
all you spit that unoriginal lazy flow everyday typical shit, get my drift cant play an old dog with new tricks just stand back relax and take it in ill add some season i usually rap with a reason but this be liqour talking im like santa instead of dropping presents i drop bombs like im cruisin in a sleigh rollin with saddam just waiting on my shit to hit the fan man id be dammed if i do dammed if i dont rip you apart hope you hearin this keep it religous art thou at the block now watch out 21 mo stitches fo snitches and ill rob you of your fame and riches, im satanic santa ill fuck your savage crack baby bitches too baaaah im determined your learing your lesson say what im at the end of this motherfucking session!! dont ask me man im so drunk talk about this battle shit tomorrrow merry christmas btichess im out!! ^^ hella wack rhymes up there