Q-Dot's Notes
A remix of a previous track Revlis and I did, I made the beat this time, hope you guys enjoy!
//Verse 1: Zheeta//
Today I'm wrecking the wall to start inspecting the mall
For shit left in the stall and for tools adept in defrost
Your freezing weaklings trashed out raps reppin' the halls
Of my fame screwin' it up and ruins it with your pessimist's paw
I reached a definite raw level with my name as a law rebel
You better stop breathin' the straw settles deep in your esophagus
I assault the nuts you were riding hard on with a saw to guts
I already demolished trusts with you so why not just stop to cuss
The shit outta this rap before you go out to dispatch
A scout to mismatch my rhyme scheme from its outer zig-zag
I empower sick tracks while you just got a cloud of dick slaps
I pull your #tooth out, stuff it back in your mouth for you to eat it
No more #fairytales and Larry Nelson crouch to see the weakness
Of your lower defense to defeat it with just a swing of the leg
I'm the king of the dead here so you got a sting in the head
//Hook x2//
Sometimes it feels like I don't remember how to rhyme
Then I pick a pen up then it just all tumble out of minds
The fact that I'm so lyrical is really a miracle
You just have to put me on blast on your stereo
//Verse 2: Revlis//
Ayo,
When I light the match I set you flamers ablaze,
I'm a #savage #brute
that'll #grab #the #roots
of a #staggerin' #spruce and punch a #faggot #too till he #lacks #a #tooth
then I start to #laugh #at #you
I #stab #ya #crew if you #happen #to,
Cross me cause I'm rough as Eminem and Kim's relationship,
Lyrics hard as my #Gramps #dyin,
I leave you with a #Cramp #lyin' in the desert with a #tramp #tryin'
to get her to go down on you like Tony Hawk on a #ramp #grindin',
Revlis and Zheeta on the anthem you pricks can't stand em,
Cause we straight lyrical y'all are gay idiots who can't even compose a poem
I'm a stoic and y'all know it,
If I can survive the hardships of #poverty I'm sure that 18 of your crappy
bars won't #bother #me
I'm like #Socrates mixed with a kingpin #knockin' #these,
Fake and #feminine #rappers #down,
I fill you with #venom #n #trap #you #how?
Quite simply my dear watson,
with a #verse #and #a #beat
My whole life people have been #cursin' #at #me
But the #words #that #I #speak
Come from my heart,
Which is funny cuz I only have a space where it should be #located
filled with #hatred and #rage #'n it's what I fill my
#page #with!
But you wouldn't know what it's like to be kicked and shoved and spit on
and told "you won't amount to nothin'"
See that's my #inspiration,
Messin' with me now is just simply #instagatin'
a #Nuclear #Winter,
Call me an Underdog and you #gon #see #a #winner
And God #told #me #that #sinners
Don't get into heaven but I'm sorry lord,
But when I murdered the mic,
I murdered my #bullies #and #fears,
#Surely #a #tear
From my dead family members will roll down the cheek
When I tell 'em i won,
So with the fire I just
#spat I just showed y'all how to properly light
the #match..!
//Verse 3: Zheeta//
That black stake in the ground shows I'm back playin' around
With dead bodies that is, my best hobby, never forsaken the crown
I'm now bakin' the brownies with poison to kill you without makin' a sound
I reached Jason's renown so I'll go silent tonight pacin' around
I smash your Volkswagen but you sound like a smashed ghost rappin'
I got hoes snappin' their fingers at me until something dope happens
I stencil your bitch with a pencil and mentally destroy you
Not gental I aim at the temple or genitals to deploy you
To a military prison while she's fucked in a missionary position
The dictionary's diction varies but my fiction's scary so listen up
//Hook//
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Q-Dot
Member since March 14 2015