Friday, January 14, 2011
No better then the rest. It's the sickest wickedest. (Lyripoetcist)
I'm the sickest realest motherfucker alive. Keeping high not only that. My head up to ducking. Bashing on you fools. Win or lose i choose to win. Refuse so fuck crews. I'm off at the head. Top of my game. Running over lames. N.y niggas is the grimiest eastside niggas is the craziest. Westside niggas are the illest but midwest niggas are the insaniest. I'm just the guttiest ya heard keep word. 4-4's headz bangin. Chain gangin. Fuck what you sayin. What you bringing thinking. Nothing you ain't banking. Hatchet swingin. Not a dayum thing changing. Who i is that's k-r-i no need for me to say spell the rest. Cause i'm the best. & i think its best. If i end it off right here. Hope what i'm saying is clear. You in fear to fuck with this. I dare no better then to truth. I scare but not easily. Like you can handle me. You pretend see try to be friendly. You ain't really. You can feel me. Double off metaphor break you off. Hit ya with what's in store. I'm raw bring more & rugged. You can't touch it. Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it motherfuck it motherfucker you sucker light switch spark up. It's the one & only black peter parker. Swinging hitting wit 9inch milemeter heater. You off to beater. As i'm blazing through ya speaker. Razor sharp then a edge of a meatcleaver. Look where i'm at. You can't keep up what's up. You just stuck ou of luck teach worse. You out of reach. & as of that. I'm out to. Only thing left for me to say. Is fucccccccck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuccccck you bitch. & that's it. None after it so quit while your ahead. I just rid the out of it. Fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck fuck fuck it motherfuck it fuccccccccccccccccck fuck fuck it fuck you bitch.
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