Negative One - Copycat Attack lyrics

[Intro] This one goes out to all you f**ing fake f*ggots [Verse 1: Celsos] White boy turned to a maniacal women beater Snatching up honeys and throw em into the two seater With a side of fries and a sweet tea between my thighs I can finally realize that all you f**ing f*ggots lied Now i eat bars for breakfast, keep the structure on my necklace Drag you to hell, you can bet you're complacent and reckless Adjacent to the hoe whose mind who is lost cause she neck less Alexis said she's protected? Why the f** her shield defective? Quit a**uming you're so precious, your type of people are infectious It takes a certain type of menace, one whose presence is perfected To rip apart beats, and slaughter them like sheep All you do is preach, you little peach, my flow is like a siege My warcry's a screech, My tongue entices teens Brighter than Tyson's rings, in sight of the main fight in the ring Running rampant in the village, hunting, fiending to pillage My metaphor's, machetes, straight to the mind, when i slice ugly Betty To her head in her bed see, Or you could say the red sea That i made out of the blood, when i ripped her off the ten-speed Afterwards, the knife connected and k**ed her intensely You little f*ggot, i could serve you with some carrots and eat you like a savage That diss was directed, with no means of regret to those affected All forms of disrespect, you look rather ugly without your head b**h Nobody can mimic or repeat what I've displayed Straight from this dome, where judgement day is crafted and saved Just like i drafted this page, my symbols of raging stages I'm constantly in my thoughts, dazing like drunken rages Onslaught on these parts, stealer of these queens hearts One who spreads lies like a cancer, one to k** your niece first Crying so hard it makes f**ing knees hurt, better please her Indulge these bars so frequently you're prone to mind seizures In my leisure i write better lines than dickens with Ebeneezer My bars are so damaged you can see the fractured knees hurt Slicing your mama with a katana after i eat all of cheese here Going so hard i could bust a f**ing deciliter A Stressed Beseecher with quest for decimation and features To burn these leeches, and f**ing splatter them on beaches You could say i got length, you could say i got inches, more like itches Rabid to your disses, rash attacks cause i'm mad vicious [Outro] Bleeeh! Like me on Facebook s** my dick Send me Triple A Batteries, sh**s hard to find nowadays