This is the very first beat I ever rapped on and I've returned to it several years later to bless it with 88 bars!
I DO NOT OWN THIS BEAT I MADE THIS SONG FOR SENTIMENTAL REASONS ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED TO THE RESPECTFUL OWNERS!
Original song: Outkast & Goodie Mob - Sole Sunday
Mixed & Mastered By: Clabasster Records
Written By: Jinzx
Lryrics:
I'm a legend verbal weapon.
Mean mug me you better look the other direction.
I'm not to mess with ain't no one raw as I.
Razor sharp teeth a demon when I saw these rhymes.
And spit them in your face you better fallback.
Lunatic I'm a psycho get your jaw cracked.
I splooge and spit the slime notes bitch I'm dope.
Spit your shit back at you ten times fold.
You don't want a verbal war don't fuck with Satan.
I hit with the strength of a fucking Super Saiyan.
I go ballistic and stick my dick in the Virgin Mary.
Fuck her on a period call that Bloody Mary.
Carry I roll in blood like pigs.
The plasma of these wack MC's that can't spit.
Savage when I attack with rap shit.
Lay you out like a mattress I spit acid.
I've worked hard for this lyrical skill that I've achieved.
Bar after bar I kill rappers on beats.
A true work of art so lit when I speak.
Get hit with this speech my dick you can please.
Make you my bitch murk you to death and dump you in a ditch.
You're wack as fuck the flack you talk it ain't shit.
You ain't sick you're not about it you're nothin'.
Runnin' your dick suckin' lips until you see me in public.
You ain't jumpin' you're yapping like a fag.
You're soft and your rapping is bad.
You're a cupcake I eat those like Cheetos.
Doritos I lick the pussy cream off my fingertips you ain't mean bro.
Fuck you and fuck the world.
Bend these rappers over and fuck them like girls.
Stuff them like turkeys it's Thanksgiving.
You're talking on a beat but you ain't spitting.
I'm hate driven pissed off.
The instrumental it gets dicked raw.
You're big flawed and I'm flawless.
You can't be saved when I spray AK's of hotness.
It's the dark prince the dark king.
I start shit when I spark these...
Words birds the word hit you with a verb.
Murder you to fucking Hell that's where you can burn.
Dopeness is what I tell you can get hurt.
So be alert before you diss me you can get cursed.
But it can get worse your name can be tainted.
How you got merked by a rapper that's painted...
Up and how I didn't give a fuck.
When I spit in your face and hit you with a dragon fist uppercut.
Juggalo style piledrive brain damage.
Got you feeling more agony than the Pain Olympics.
Death drop Sting.
So hard that we fucking break the ring.
So hard that I fucking break your spleen.
Punch you in the stomach till you're puking up your kidneys.
Miss me with your bullshit you better run.
Cause get me on a rampage and you're fucking done.
I see through you and your pathetic flex.
I'm screaming who's next with my foot on your chest.
32 more bars blast you to the stars.
A comet in the sky no that's you passing Mars.
I'm hard as a motherfucker meaner than shit.
Demonic to the core destroy you, you won't be missed.
My boy, you ain't it fuck with me you better quit.
I'm not Harry Potter but I'm a wizard with my pen.
Vattacadabra you fall from a sudden death.
Force choke you like I'm Vader and break your puny neck.
Beat your motherfucking ass, Bruce Lee.
I deliver verbal mass murder dude we...
Can meet up in the dot and battle face to face.
Bakugo with these words you can taste grenades.
Explosive verbal homicide.
Locked and loaded with the pen Columbine.
There's no stopping my reign of terror.
Battle me you're unlucky like you broke 100 mirrors.
I hit like a train a motherfucking tank.
Bitch I'm fucking insane and I cannot be tamed.
Trample you like a stallion you get stomped.
With the same aggressive style that you bit on.
My shits custom I'm a Mastermind.
Angry bastard guy, I'm a hateful sack of slime.
Slit your motherfucking throat and watch you gurgle blood.
Smack you black blue and purple what!
Chase you with a cleaver like a hatchet man.
Jinzx, the motherfucking accident.
Madman in this bitch a psychotic schizo.
With a mic, you're a mumble rapper a twinkle toes.
Every rhyme that I write is fucking slime and vomit.
Put together in a pie and sprinkles to top it.
Overcooked in the oven on high heat.
Force feed it to you I call it Sunday Supreme.
16 сен 2024
