Deal with with this motherfuckers
• Written by CottonMouth
my skill never ever will
be copied
put you 2 sleep like nyquil
if you try to drop me
cause until im dead
ill keep getting better
and sever your head drink the bloodshed
watch your head roll
then my style switch
ill snatch your soul and
make it my bitch
i make you quiver and shake
shiver and ache, then wake and bake
defeat all the slithering snakes
slice you up in sections like a birthday cake
then go off in celebration, explain in lamation
that im god and welcome to your damnation
my lamation of narration
make your brain sore, make you hit
the floor. then eat up the guts cause
thats what i came for
popping the pills, running to hills
will always kill until
my body is burned to ashes
cause ill kill a fool with a passion
sliding in the blood with zero traction
man im losin my mind, but you never seen
rhymes as stupid as mine, put all Mc's in a line
and shoot em in the balls with a nine, or we could
take a puff of the dime, to help through rough times
Dont fuck with me capche?
the beast about to be unleashed
causing havoc on the streets
muder everyones ears with these rhymes
and beats, up in the world records......killing
the feats, deep in the heat, making meals
out of both the strong and the weak
leaving bodies in shit creeks.....well their
future was always bleak
fuck rules, throw me in a pack of wolves
and ill emerge the leader of the pack
with heaters on my back
these artists wanna blow up? well
we will stuff some grenades up your ass crack
My rhymes are unbearable, your lines are just terrible
my skills are uncomparable, dont add fuel to the fire
im king, bow down and rule to the sire
cause you just another rapper for hire
not moving anywhere like a flat tire
im going to snatch your clientele, blow you to all hell
like shrapnel coming from a grenade, my verses be so
sick that everyones contracts aids
Im all alone, with a chrome, ready to put it
upside your dome, with this infared at your head
towards the sky, the sky turns red when you die
you flow like those tears from your eyes
but imma river, make you shiver, and encass you
and corner ya, give you hypothermia, no one
will miss, no ones ever heard of ya, jesus christ
yall can be so creepy in the head, bye bye
sleepyhead, tryna fuck with me like you flow?
you better know, i control the mic like a pimp
controls a hoe, but i got zero dough, shit i aint no baller
but ill still go wild and buck, cause broke people
dont give a motherfuck
