I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace
Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
Each time you disperse your verses they are hurling curses
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >