Ron Ron - A Big Problem lyrics

[Ron Ron] Terminally ill every rhyme is a d**h sentence Every bar will lift from my chest, it would break your neck with it This is technical excellence, best with a text on a test And I'm left with a message to tracing the president Hecklers infested the craft and I'm pa**ing your past 'Cause after the path ?? ??? ??? ???? ??? You an average rat, happily wack ??? ?? With a faculty staffs asking for capital stacks and make a ?? ?? ? Ha, after they heard me spit it, submerge in the rhythm Give birth to the wisdom through words that emerged in the worst condition Purpose a vision that we hearse into the words fit in perfect position I get busy, sick of middlemen who didn't do diddly Did it in divinity f** a percentage I've been an identity And the again in me and is with the pen every bar is a penitentiary It's locked down, back ?? lines the way that I rock crowds With a lion's heart, proud with the fire storm Out running with a tec-9 like who do I catch now f** a chopper I'm popping shots from an office In the top ?? with hostages, ?? with binoculars Look out to the cars, with rockets end of the choppers And bombs raises the body from when they drop me I'm creating an apocalypse, I'm creating an apocalypse I'm creating an apocalypse, I'm creating an apocalypse And there ain't no way to stopping it [Coal Cash] Ghostly jitsu style more versatile then Yoshmitsu That closely hit you when I rip through paint upholstery with you I'll mostly split you down the middle with a sickle tip Ya b**h click is rookie inside their p**y like a little clit I whittle skittles belittle ya brittle sigil I'm vigil to sizzle scribbles of miserable individuals Spitting minimal minerals pitiful been ya pinnacle Literal pine box the blind spot in ya visual Critical entendre from invisible monsters Conquer forbidden planets with the panic I conjure Blanka to Tin man the pimp hand like E Honda Mantra to win fans grim plans to be bonkers Chomping Wonka bars Midgard to Valhalla Demolishing retards feast hard on all scholars Dollars to cents spent on all the knowledge condensed Condemning hard rocks to college drenched in solid cement Inventive street smarts beats spark the apocalypse My props are toupees dooms day smashing metropolis I block an touché soufflé to slay ya riot squad Try it Wyatt Earp ya dying first when the iron spark A lion heart firing darts dipped in krocadil Going over ya head like bald spots an minoxidil I got the sk** to k** the top leave 'em copper filled Get drilled in the knot cause when I drop no one stops the yield 'Cause I'm dropping nukes from rocket ships Comets let lose when I execute the populace Obnoxiousness creating an apocalypse Monstrous clique 'cause there ain't no way of stopping this We're creating an apocalypse, we're creating an apocalypse We're creating an apocalypse, Dead Rabbits b**h ain't no body stopping this