Hitman-X - Freestyle lyrics

Freestyle, yea Yea, heh! (THIS IS SO WACK!) thank you! In insanity, f** the humanity explode what you heard (word) It's the red code, get with me on the side road Load of dough, mode of c-low f**in' oh-flow Let you know mo' a serial below material of a path doe It's aftermath of a psychopath, pa** the f**in' wrath I desire, i'm a fire get up the lighter, i'm a fighter Sniper on the roof, you no decider aim on your brain Make it wider, you're a wire it's a perfect game so woof i'm proof You can see my picture frame hoof your confidence lame Hold for me, don't check it's all told fore' you're cold But brain's controlled, no truths pain's in booths game Why complain to blow, explains flows, no yea great plains (so-so) Veins in the chains, wayne's brain above our trains Spill his f**in' blood out, chill to cold-blood (shh) Homie, reverse stock split no worry for the worse See for it, for the curse actually immerse nurse's p**y (he-he)