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wut i did is, i boxed him in,
till his nose fell in,
collapsed into his skull,
and fractured his whole dome with a TIM
broke his fukin torso in three
The human body excluding the head and limbs;
i rip throat, float thru switchin glox like criss cross and make u jump jump
left your nogging lost like a ship lost in the fog, at sea,
then blast three rounds to his skull
so you can roll and be a human bowling ball,
leave ribs popped, bits of your anatomy bobbin in the DNA, sorta like DMX,
more DNA then a hemophiliac b!tch on PMS
sumdoctor with a phd found sum shi he described as "oh my goodness"
with a hole in his chest from testing trying to step to me,
i spit the words that pole vault from my lips, to reach a distant level beyond, trust me i will hurt you like stones, sticks and pebbles
shi..
another crash test dummy,carring out tes t tryna step to me, left bashed in, thrashed with an asz cheak ripped, feds askin "wuts this his ear?" mix and match your eyes lids with your but* cheaks, so u can relate to your but*head peeps, and so u can see wut i mean bou you kid
bend them guns you hold dear, with the heatwave of spit i lace with deep molten sense from the centre of the earths radius
fukin cabbage patch bitc, u a$s-cle@vage breathin stiffy
listen...note his moms missin ha son, so they cloned sum dung and handed that xerox to his moms and pops,
destroyed the f@g in a street fight,a ken hadu-ken
..caus i maintain more game then toys-r-us
my bad, my fault that i hada ta kick his azs
found this clown tuckin in to yet another boyz-buns,
splayin the @nus prayin saying "oh lord bless the hands that make each morsal, " screaming "ba|ls glorious gro!ns" between each jungle oyster,
amen.
make my knuckles take jogz through and poll vault thru your thorax
i love wh0res and b|tchies like the relationship between boars and obelix,
so ill ease up on u bad b!tch... c, Nash i jus wana fondle them t!ts
hell ya "YOU GIVE A DEATH BLOW" wen yo heads lols and lil men fill your throat
im havin fun with this keystyle
y die tryin to fuk wit i,
i ...am... the one, aire to the sun,
got guns, but id rather pop ear drums
with the spear sounds, that clear lungs of 0,
-eternal- the way i burn like olympic torch,
my flow pumped with phat like drums of oil,
i evolved from poison,
my bog gets sold off like bars of gold
kept locked and monitored, watch closer then stocks and bond
auction my toe jam, "coniferous hand the way i rock cash", kids want to collect my nail clippings and own them like those green lil soldier men.
a mystical dragon
with spear sounds, aimed from spear guns,
when i speak in tounges, flames lick at my rhymes, giving me the hot spits,
thata topple your wit, fuk it i got pistons for fist.
that can bottle yo ribs, have u organ downing, asking the nurse to ruturn the molar u dropped while u on life support. tol..u.. not.. to fuk wit the monster
a whaler the way i snipe
big fish in between them chix Vagin(french)
so -note- your whole pantih0e flossing stank a$s feti$h mob get fuked,
i got blue blood,
that's royal to all yall ignorant coc-holes,
so i gots to reign the twin glox, and crown u with a (lead) cap
im on that Phat farm like cokerel on fattening prog,
caus im fukin explode, wen i open a form,
and destroy your corny flowing nonsense for compost,
gay shi makes Prince toss and turn
shi i "com"-bust,
my flows seem magnetic the way they negativley attract bad publicity, they catch me giving whippin to this b!tch like Kunta-kinte with hooks on chains. dumb fuk loves to bum rush like gold rush,
try orientation around me and these magnetic attractve flows'l fuk up your compus,
and girls run wen im on the campus, caus they kno like i kno, that "no di|do go wher i go", tell em NASH you lil orienta| t0pless p0le dance double d cone girl,
pull them p@nties to the corner, and let me stick your lips and rip your c|it
............portabl decon team(dungeon dome consealeth thy wisdom)
