Crossing Lines

My mind is a disturbing place, with this reserving hate to a few folks

Been deserving ways to wrap around, this cursing fate, it's new holes

Been vemonous, infamous with my bitterness, spit a limitless

Supply of rhyme and you'll be surprised that I can lit the emphasis

Of many these rappers, haven't heard of me? Just turn to see

I know it hurts to bleed so I'm gonna murder dreams, burn the seeds

You have planted because I'm back again, to establish the fear

I'm ready to abolish careers once both of your responsive ears

Finally rapidly hears the wisdom and the blueprints of TNT

I'll popularized you, terrorize you like a moment from TMZ

You'll be traumatized, criticized through a loop of organized moves

All from me, that was forming to snap you, or it's otherwise spew

I've spitted, now admit it I'm so fitted that I take other lives too

Than the orders rise through the roots of few who have heard my name

Sure it's lame but I've burst in flames, and have torched my ways

Into a respectable point, to be seen as one of the great, a son of hate

I'm done with game, here's my guns and aim to the ones who say

I can't ever get back on my feet because my raps are asleep

I might be struggling but none of my dang past is obsolete

And I'll use the fuel, fuse the fuel with my evil rage, people race

Down the stairs away from me because I unleashed a legal case

To prove how much you most suck, let me start simple bitch

You're not a single inch where I've sprinkle this evil spit

I have a tremendous hate growing like a interest rate ever since I'm back

Time to win them back, whip this rap into a wicked trap and spit it fast

Here's my sinful past, a shit full trash stacking up, time to lit this mask

Time to kill millions of minds, the illest survives, I'm feeling surprised

That no one has villians to strike, I'm killing the rhymes, selling my time

To a few appreciate folks, now I gotta do my job and wreck these bars

I'm next to dark as a level of colors, so you better check your heart

Because I could be living there to hurt you before you even write back

You couldn't rhyme facts about me even if time flashed or eyes wrapped

Right back you first met me, call myself a rap savior, I have the support

With a path to restore, back to report for duty even if my raps are ignored.

 

CHORUS- Don't cross the line, I have disturbing thoughts

Don't cross the line like these disorderly cops

Or else I'll have to kill everyone in a flick of a switch

Like once you had a freaking damn bitch that snitch

So don't cross the line, or I'll bust the rhymes

Been living hard like a freaking Russian's life.