BURNING RAGE (FREESTYLE)

Sounds like a creepy silence, when im bending their minds with,

These flows that are all over place, so i had to bang , bang to get right in their face,

Make em see that naturally, im just me, no need to be,

A tupac or eminem maybe not even jay,

Yeah sure there great,

So make no mistake,before you hop on me an hate,

Im robblaze none quite like me, oh your baby daddy wanna fight me,

On stupid ish,(hoe please)

Tell your man step up an get his ass beat,

On some real ish,

My Fully loaded fists, will split your wig bitch,

You wanna see blaze pissed off, (yea!)

You wanna see that faggot run, (okay!)

(Gunshots) (HA HA)

Oh i think that pussy pissed his pants,

Shots fired on the ground make that nigga wanna dance,

Snap in an out of flows leave you in a trance,

Blaze you know he the man,

Who be wild on a track,

Let me lay you this verse,

Then I'll send it back,

Obviously my flows a little wobbly, but i got it b,

While im coping these, bitches who want the d,

From the realist g,

So calm down hoe when your on top of me,

Suddenly im not as bad as you thought I'd be,

Firing ammo from my arsenal, no its nothing personal,

But now that i let it go its irreversible,(Bitch!)