talk to me with your thoughts, i honestly have to know if this is good or bad, spelling was obviously the last of my concerns when i wrote this.... :angry:
it's no mystery, i like to repeat the history, of misery.../
historicaly, i kill emcee's, like nuclear bombs on japanese.../
like a bad disease, i infect millions, of children, lyrcialy killin.../
a billion, from black, putero rican, to american indian.../
to even asain and cicillion, in the game to make a trillion.../
dollars, so i can stand next to e-40 and pop my collor.../
or to make ja rule my bitch, so he can honestly holler.../
i'll ride with nas, breakin all the formal laws, and haters jaws.../
lyrcial raw, like snoop dogg, i'll crip walk on my paws.../
like a vamished dog, holler at the young hogg.../
and the rest of the illicide dogs, fuck a sherm stick.../
roll a blunt the size of a log, and become mentally lit.../
so i can lyrically spit, all the bullshit i constently live with.../
like i said, fuck a click, i'm a misfit with your mothers clit stuck to my dick.../
i told you i was quick to sick, and on some other shit.../
but you have to admit, your lovin every minute of it.../
i rip mics, while i lyrically recite, my verbal rights.../
to start fights, in the middle of flight, elevatin fight club to new hieghts.../
fuck what i write, black out your sight,and get twisted tonight.../
if i might, pass me a light, and listen to the words i inject into the microphone.../
fuck judgin by my skin tone, it's just a color, see who lyrically holds the thrown.../
whos the lyrical hip hop al capone, breakin mainstream rappers off for what they own.../
it's the K-A, to the O-T-I, yes i like to get high, to a K, fuck what i say.../
listen to what i play, on a rainny day, with my verbal death ray.../
but fuck marvin the martian, i'm the lyrical arson.../
goin down for grand larson, forever locked up in fort carson.../
but fuck anyones concernment, i know i'm the world biggest accident.../
someone didn't accuratly calculate there measurments, and i'm the evidence.../
but to me it's erilivent, i outline emcee's like jay-z on the pavement.../
eternal enslavement, and i won't ease up until i see direct payment.../
i'm invinsible, to the mentionable, and the wanna be concuptual.../
disuptual individuals, that spit contradictional material.../
lyrically undivisible, and lyrically miserable, to lyrical unmusical.../
it's no mystery, i like to repeat the history, of misery.../
historicaly, i kill emcee's, like nuclear bombs on japanese.../
like a bad disease, i infect millions, of children, lyrcialy killin.../
a billion, from black, putero rican, to american indian.../
to even asain and cicillion, in the game to make a trillion.../
dollars, so i can stand next to e-40 and pop my collor.../
or to make ja rule my bitch, so he can honestly holler.../
i'll ride with nas, breakin all the formal laws, and haters jaws.../
lyrcial raw, like snoop dogg, i'll crip walk on my paws.../
like a vamished dog, holler at the young hogg.../
and the rest of the illicide dogs, fuck a sherm stick.../
roll a blunt the size of a log, and become mentally lit.../
so i can lyrically spit, all the bullshit i constently live with.../
like i said, fuck a click, i'm a misfit with your mothers clit stuck to my dick.../
i told you i was quick to sick, and on some other shit.../
but you have to admit, your lovin every minute of it.../
i rip mics, while i lyrically recite, my verbal rights.../
to start fights, in the middle of flight, elevatin fight club to new hieghts.../
fuck what i write, black out your sight,and get twisted tonight.../
if i might, pass me a light, and listen to the words i inject into the microphone.../
fuck judgin by my skin tone, it's just a color, see who lyrically holds the thrown.../
whos the lyrical hip hop al capone, breakin mainstream rappers off for what they own.../
it's the K-A, to the O-T-I, yes i like to get high, to a K, fuck what i say.../
listen to what i play, on a rainny day, with my verbal death ray.../
but fuck marvin the martian, i'm the lyrical arson.../
goin down for grand larson, forever locked up in fort carson.../
but fuck anyones concernment, i know i'm the world biggest accident.../
someone didn't accuratly calculate there measurments, and i'm the evidence.../
but to me it's erilivent, i outline emcee's like jay-z on the pavement.../
eternal enslavement, and i won't ease up until i see direct payment.../
i'm invinsible, to the mentionable, and the wanna be concuptual.../
disuptual individuals, that spit contradictional material.../
lyrically undivisible, and lyrically miserable, to lyrical unmusical.../