Rhyme stink but come fresh like they got built-in breathmints MCs are helpless, after striking a mic, I leave handprints (dont touch that) cats got nine lives, but couldnt write a life sentence fight, offenses, trying to bite at my defenses bored while they slinging over weak raps, beats clap hoping Id swing smack, but I leave em like yo hold up, Ill be back get ignored, thinking that you settled scores with metaphors meddling with a mental force that leveled men on battle floors I got your conscience dented like I hit it with tinted renteds and sent it jetting while spreading in parts at the time I bent it revenge? Plan it, all your car crew, assault suits shock troops, plot moves, bomb use and get-out routes long trips, rush ins with hollow tips from glock clips blood drips, and the blues will only print for musics pop vids still go the whole nine with no mind, battle me, youre dumb, blind I drop cut coke lines thats more potent than smoked dimes prone to kill ghastly, villain to spill nasty skill naturally blow spots with verbal shots and still laugh at will lastly rhapsodies guard my grill, blastin at silly kiddies who spit wackly they could catch cancer and they never be as ill as me cold chill, be on the freeze, its for real No-Names known to shatter dreams and show deals coast through heads like east to west distance, and go fill their brains with reason why they be overfeeding on tylenol pills too many idiots in motion, I kick mo shins let em think their hope wins, supporting breath control with motrin dead em like homicides the potion with more lead to dread when Im more calm than lotion I got more soul than hollywood soul collectors drop bars but guarantee youll never piece your balls together crate cases harder than the earthquake that blew haitians and make em flee for refugee placement like the 10% voodoo nation - No-Name (or myself)
Posted on: Fri, 31 Jan 2014 07:16:37 +0000
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