Xirelyn The D
• Written by Xirelyn
Your skills are the butt, that's why I shit on 'em
Spittin' flames on the mic, booth's burnt from my rhythm
My lyrics make you ascend, your head's in the clouds
Fuckin' wit me, you'll get your head cut around
You suckas do dope and wonder why you sleep on bricks
Throw ya in the pond like sinners to the River Styx
Killin' 'em on the mic like I killed it
Burn 'em with a match, burnt their booth, it's lit!
Killed 'em with lyrical swords, they were hit
Dissed 'em so fast, from the bars I spit
Did 'em so badly 'cause I fucked them over
They ruined songs 'cause they were a fuckin' blower
Sucka' MC's are cocky need to fuck outta here
So transparent, I can see through that mask, it's clear
