I want yall to peep this since I don't battle rap or write I was chilling today and wrote this on the row forum!
Damn YALL NIGGAS HARD TO COMPETE AGAINST/ But I'll still leave your brains swollen dangling from a fence/ usually I don't battle rap, just grab the strap, and blow your brains into your lab/ but I was bored in front of a computer screen/ so I decided to cut you like a gilatine/ its a rap like silafin/ make you wish it was a dream/ now your eyes wide shut/ my tongues sharper then any blade, a renegade, a live grenade/ all up in your space, ready to shread bitch made nigga all over the place/ I smell your fear like a wild dog/ your career ended before it started off/ I'm like a plague that starts wit a small cough/ toxic thru your system til you hauled off/ cut your balls off/ and have 'em mailed off/ and for you bitches I'm cutting off the klitoris/ federal express to your mommas house , next day package/ yall got my, mind thinking all backwards/ distorted and hazardous, cannibalistic and cancerous/ Now i'm lite like the sun/ and lyricist/ marvel at the explicit/ usage of words expressed thru music/ I explore the metephorical like if 2 dog had seven legs/ which one would win the race/ or if i was sent to court for beating a white man, wit 12 white jurors on the case/ the answer is obvious like this disbute over lyrics/ your words are like syphillis one shot and its over/ mine are more like Aids still aint a cure for/ Your words are still babies my are more mature/ while your are in a high chair/ mine I'll be on tour
Tre-8
Damn YALL NIGGAS HARD TO COMPETE AGAINST/ But I'll still leave your brains swollen dangling from a fence/ usually I don't battle rap, just grab the strap, and blow your brains into your lab/ but I was bored in front of a computer screen/ so I decided to cut you like a gilatine/ its a rap like silafin/ make you wish it was a dream/ now your eyes wide shut/ my tongues sharper then any blade, a renegade, a live grenade/ all up in your space, ready to shread bitch made nigga all over the place/ I smell your fear like a wild dog/ your career ended before it started off/ I'm like a plague that starts wit a small cough/ toxic thru your system til you hauled off/ cut your balls off/ and have 'em mailed off/ and for you bitches I'm cutting off the klitoris/ federal express to your mommas house , next day package/ yall got my, mind thinking all backwards/ distorted and hazardous, cannibalistic and cancerous/ Now i'm lite like the sun/ and lyricist/ marvel at the explicit/ usage of words expressed thru music/ I explore the metephorical like if 2 dog had seven legs/ which one would win the race/ or if i was sent to court for beating a white man, wit 12 white jurors on the case/ the answer is obvious like this disbute over lyrics/ your words are like syphillis one shot and its over/ mine are more like Aids still aint a cure for/ Your words are still babies my are more mature/ while your are in a high chair/ mine I'll be on tour
Tre-8