My Dawg
Aight check it
I've drawn so much blood in these threads you would swear I was dracula
spit so hot I'm known as he who breathes fire
Got MC's begging me to retire
My avatar is a panther cause I go for the jugular
so smooth nigga i don't glide I hoover
I'm on that level that god's maker calls me brother
I'm bout to call in a favor
ask him who created you so I could slap the shit out that nigga
hot in here aint it thats the heat from a real hot spitta
Your ghoulish cats just catapulted my body count to 6 figgas
got everyone thanking me cause most of em were kevin federline type rappers
Some real wannabe marshall Mathers, nut hugger, type motherfuckers
damn bro you don't know no real brothers?
You can't expect to win this race moving at a snails pace
I think its time you exit the stage
pull a mace and turn to saving grace
before you go out in a blazin haze
and i aint talking bout that shit you smoking
UGLY.
Lyrical fail safe
my words got air brakes
black tradition care-take,
Energy like lightning striking without the air breaks
styles like a ghetto boutique
Three threads but you a rookie to me
Call me a bookie,
I predicted your loosing streak
Executioner of death spit, call my rhymes "Noose creek"
One man ambush,
world wide revolution,
file name: Che Guevara
Leave lames flush
you in Negreanu's parlor
Cut the cards
while I'm carving they hearts out...
And You about as Black Panther as Prada Cardigan
I'm Life's graffiti,
graphically written within the margins
Mac, why you starting,
You a field goal kicker
just a side kick
better yet just a referee
Me?
My lyrics are sicker than five niggas after eating ya mama's pussy
Oh shit, my fault, ya mothers dead right?
another thread deaded, right?
my apologies,ladies, I'm off my meds, a'iight?
I'm a get you mad Mc,
You no want He to bring the math back
Left-click on the desktop,
about to bring the tech out
Dude, i'mma having you fuming,
every post just like a meth house
I graduated from the yard dawg,
to schooling crackas on the yard dawg,
better ask your bed mate why me left shoe was left in your yard dawg.
I leave scars,
like lasers removing tattoos...
you short too,
so I really feel I'm removing you Tattoo
Nannoo Nannoo
Rhetorically other-wordly dude
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