Make Me permanent Rapper meeting Add of Jackrs For a start Is many babies Rabies Over rah for LaDissmae Spot I doG a hole they looking for rabbits Make call the Station Many places To go Money For the lost souls So They bring him In maturity Make only him Come Dey compose
Sinning fools/// Living livid with pistols, you could never fit in my shoes/// these rhymes are the type to carry big ass buck knives, fuck mics I'll just snuff your lives/// these bars are the thoughts of a psychopath, inkblots and shooting stars come to life just to snipe your plans, I'm horrorcore rpgs or cruise missiles I got all kinds of mags, all the while writing these rhymes with psychic hands, speaking on deadly poetry like lightening strands/// this song this verse these words are what's wrong with me so much it hurts worse, yet haters go inside these hearses first, it feels like I blood thirst, Dracula a demon parasite stalking you from somewhere near close by, all you see are my blood red glowing eyes/// steal your soul then let you roam as an unwanted ghost around my humble abode/// a rapper a poet a serial killer when most these hating maggots made are tons of album filler/// I'm that madman with a mind they'll never understand their styles are bland in comparison so don't even try to withstand the blast radius I can crush craniums easily as pop cans with just my bare hands like it's just errands///
I'ma call dibs first. And write out an album for each beat if I could get a chance to buy these. Each ones a masterpiece I don't know how Dre An Slim havnt Seen yet. It's almost as if the dude himself. Is just running around with Stealth. Like a Hitman takin out ninjas and assassins. Pullen tracks from out underneath the producers feet and laughing while hes just passing time. For shits and giggles. My shitty rhymes are despicable and shouldn't even be on here tho. But keep this goin yo. Fr. Shits dope. 💯