feed-lyrical lounge by Wreck * cant copy n paste
Whats life but a pile of shit incognito stoppin
People from recognizable ego where we go
Its hell or a cell hello its a felon that sells
Shit that theyd never sell on the shelf
Spiraling with shells through danger to help
Aim at the belt low blows illegal make my rules though
Feeble... life.. it moves slow too slow for my own good
The whole worlds hood at day or night like suge
Stayin alive like beegees itll stick like semen it should
And i know ive been heat like a replayed basket
I stay active most just "madden" shit like Tinactin
Mad tactics bloody and savage as ticks
Savage as Randy you faggots just cant be.. serious
capricious instruments fill the air im spitting with
No rhyme or reason known its rhyme season ya know
Im hunting for flows on a buck you know that you suction cup
Suck n such a whole nut up.. so shut up
Goin an uppercut above the competition combo kickin
till your nonexistent extinct or wish you werent livin
Flippin the birdcage my bird seeds missin shit on a victim
White splotch whiter than the white cop gottem night stickin
Beatem off like Tyson Chicken chokin em and bodies flippin
Cyphers and shit from, myself wrestlin never restin
Rest stop another message of how i can rap at breakfast
To lunch time to punch line dinner with it sometimes
I must admit im just the shit sometimes no sung lines
Only hook is a punch to the eye so you decide
When you wanna ride a beat not my dick bitch
Get beat on the street quicker than police chiefs
De-feat you in steez ahead like a guillotine
You feelin me you numb like Rhianna?
Dumb as Rhianna? comin with the radio callers
Imma rock the stadium tilL its fallen
Like autumn and multi colored
leaves from many brothers who want my CD covers