skulls like crossbones, boneheads and barelimbs
a spare grim when I tear the heir apparent
daring to be truthful, but with winners with no scruples
using the useful lights that would suit his pupils
looking at suitable samples a chance be sold
i'm not illin, k**in or chillin on lamping cold
i'm rational even when i'm slashing your nose
they think it i'll snatch your nose quick
on a pa** with show flicks
i'm just pa** with flow sh**
no diss like your progress, i know best
you can role a script without blown test
i notice they no this is no diss
just showmanship on my programs
which i had a dream in which i wished i had my hands raised
to my place in complacency at the manblades
memory vague, but the scene resembled a police raid
dance devil, dance grim
fandango fade
yo I come through your hood with a sick demeanor
cause I got thick skin like myxedema
and on it is an anthem of a movement of the greatest of speech
princely park to save in his cheek, raising you bleak
this is bunker rap, punks react
put screens when the the thunder claps
f** knowing I rap truth, well-versed in a ledge
punchlines smack you gap-toothed like Percy Sledge
as the fluid movement knowing i kinda do it
if you do 3 life truants 1 translucent, i'll bust
a capillary and bust another one above that
and i'll cop one of your late records
yes, i'm f**ing with that, i see you bumping with gats
i'm slapping you wrists, amble your sh**, student
i'm the master of diss
I tote a smoking gun and hope that cancer sticks
so a star was born, now you have no a** to risk
i flew a delta kappa rapper in you mouth reticle
I might as well keep it all alphabetical
If you are what you eat, and I am what she eats
that makes me a chicken and her a consumer, believe me
and if ICU and UBC then I C seein and I see you
and I know you don't wanna twirl with bars
cause if you and I verse we'll end up worlds apart
I got one love for twenty-two 2's with scene flow
change the station with amazing grace, they call me "free-throw"
it ain't foreplay for banisters to doorway
a who*e say "play four" while I say "foreplay"
damn right I f** fans, and i rush up live ringers
meaning I f**-up fans, get punched by five fingers
line splitters, catch D.A.K Day Tripper
A six shooter who does seven sins
to make eight figures.