(Slim's)
Uhh, too many terrorists with no bombs,
...Too many juans but they're no dons,
I make every track, that I'm on dangerous,
Like a drunk bitch driving a train, paging us,
If you got rage for us, then my gage will bust,
We're so holy,.....god prays to us,
Worship me, the boss or face the pavement,
With a blade edged hammer, I break and scrape him,
Soft guys with huge assholes', they been to prison,
To chicks untouchable...lowest class in Hinduism,
Too many straight guys, not enough gay guys,
Ask the rain gods for it to rain guys, pray wise!,
I'll grow up to be a rapping rapist priest, say what?
So I can sneak up to fuck children and the game up,
If I'm near you area, you instantly collect fear,
Throwing tantrums like kids if I say that Fred's queer,
If I see a Hollister shop I'ma shoot up that mall,
If I diss a famous rapper, they blew up to fall,
Like workers at a slaughterhouse, suit up for raw,
This is the twilight zone where True Blood is flawed,
Rappers, quit making shit music on that microphone,
Sentus, it's time to get stupid on that microphone!,
(Sentus)
My hypes igniting so don’t fight the mic king
Cause every punch thrown is a strike of lightning
Inside I’m dying for my chance to hit the stage
N spit a blaze so sick it plagues till the end of days
What I meant to say is I’ve got something inside
Wantin to rise n won’t stop till I’m touchin the skies
And heaven’s seen the magic when I crush the beat
I’m seventeen and already no one fucks with me
I’m conquerin on sight the second the base slams
A monster on the mic, the nerdlucks from space jam
All you faggots that just keep on playin my shit
Try and talk crap about me but yo stay on my dick
Cause when I grab the pen and touch the page
It’s like I know I had to win so I clutched a blade
And put it at ya throat cause when this rap was spoke
All you were shook like you had a massive stroke
(mcZu)
Don’t bother, why? On the mic you just utter lies
You get no action like the other guys in The Other Guys
And you wonder why? Even if the mic were flammable
You wouldn’t be able to spit heat, you’re edible
And I’m always hungry, you’re nothing but laughable
I’ll damage you, while I’m writing these letters too
I got a Denzel attitude, on this track I’m Unstoppable
You’re the weak link, even my weak ink’s particles
Are enough to show the public how fake you are like a Wiki leaks article
I’ll leave you in the midst of chaos like the A letter too
Me losing is improbable, full stop, you’d better move
I’ll have your back in a rack of fossils.. and skull.. art
Beating me is like Zach Galifianakis in latex.. impossible to pull.. off
You’re not hard, you’re fake, you’re a pacemaker
I’m prone to break fakers, embrace your fate, faker
I’ve got a surgical touch, so, next time you make a face
When you face me, you’ll face a major place changer
(MikeNUFC)
I’m like the rap genre, I got an unfair reputation
I might go snap on ya, but that’s cus of the steps you taking’
Fuck it; my bad mood shall be blamed on you
Suck it, you sad? Brood – your whole games rained through
Call it off, cus Barry Manilow will be shamed too
I heard your verse – only cus mine was on before
Absurd, like playing Eminem Show then Encore
I see you look surprised cus there was no crazy multie
No need cus I take your eyes and make you believe they’re faulty
If this was audio I’d do the same with ya ears
Collab? I’ll write a joke verse to be taming your fears
Then I’ll re-write it... without letting ya know
You’ll wanna fight it but you’ll be left in the snow
And you'll end up with cold feet – never rap (wrap) again
Until Xmas, when you’re getting gifts for me and my best friend
See, I ‘Wrek’ it like Smif N Wessun and I’m ‘Shinin’ til the quest end
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