Im lethal threat cuz I dont want much. Im a simple scripture until you vex my verse. I have nothing to lose, so you cant thieve nada from me. I dont get caught up, losing my soul for false riches and foolery. Catch me if you can, I speed on this track with a Indy 500 course. You rhyme slower than slug bugs, stinking like garbage trucks. I dont deal with gun-play, but I lay way my spit and I spray artillery rounds. Thats the life I live in the desert, in the real war zone, boots on the ground. I can weigh ya flow, pound for pound, then tip the scale out. When I explode enemies scatter like roaches when they hear my sound. I see you got flow, and kinda dig what you about. But you still have much to learn Private Pile. Your rank cannot amount to my time & service general. Youre a breakfast MRE soldier I can eat, they call me a serial killer of cereal/rappers popping off blanks from their rhyming rifles/Im a true veteran, so beefing with rookie civis is trifle/better bow down, pray to God and read your Bible/cuz I just Revelationd ya Old Testament my little disciple// ~ Soul Quest freestyle
Posted on: Sun, 20 Oct 2013 13:08:46 +0000
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