Headline - Oldie lyrics

I am a dark dreadful warrior, playing in the dragons den, if you f** with me I will lay you like a f**ing hen This ain't gangsta rap, this is for the criminals, this is for k**ers with psychiatric principles Keep it all subliminal, illuminatic rituals, all these fake rappers sold their souls to the triangles And Lil Jon's hair is just straight up mangled Catch me slinging crack at your kindergarten, as far as bars, I am the 300th spartan Pardon me, I better smarten up, I'm from Bethlehem, cause I don't give a f** Shucks, I'm flattered with what you equip, a nice pair of tits fitted perfect for my dick, b**h Call me terminally insane, my brain cycles like a tornado out the rain My flow sick like Cobain huffing paint, soul sold now hell is his only fate, close the gate Shes barely breathing, emanating semen, trapped inside is her only motherf**ing demon The only reason she left the legion, she was a sweet one, now her p**y beaten It was my only fear, shotgun a beer and I'm in the clear, I forgot about Her, all this time its been a blur, Cotton tail tattoo taboos, tipsy turby off that goose juice Reproduce Proof, that's lightning abuse Zeus. (lada da da da da da daaa) I'm the incredibly fly kid with the long hair, chilling on my lawn chair, giving you a strong stare Bring you in Lebron's lair, your balls are stolen, you better check your colon, more seamen than the ocean (The potions.) Bursting with cheer and envy, I'm showing you I'm ready, I'm gonna break the levee Here to make you jelly with this lyrical frenzy, I'm the six pack in this pot belly deli You dirty rascal, you future convict, by the time your my age you'll have nothing accomplished Should be abolished, society's fallen, your just garbage. Rotted little varmint First off, this ain't for the faint hearted, you disregarded the fact that I'm kindhearted, and Kinda hardened, to all this sh**. It gets steamier than a nuns c*nt up in this b**h