SpEciAl FoRtY 4 InCh HaNdLeR

I'm not a reliable. To be reliable. Unassociable approachable. What do you know. The wicked insane jugga luggler got's flow. But no lette. Place ya bet. Ain't something you can expect. Shits a wreck. & i don't even need a tech. To hit ya. All it will take. Is my fist & chain. Bloody ya face. Stay out of my place. You ain't safe. Crack open. Chosen for the few. That ain't knew. Ain't new. What do you. Really think. Have shit more blowing then a tank. Don't think. Keep with the wicked shit. That i crank. For ya speaker. To not blow himself up. Over shooters. Looking at some 44 d dd ddd hooters. Offing roofers. Scooters. I'm wicked with mines. Not walking in lines. Don't care if you think. This will get me signed. Press rewind. So then i could start my life all over again. From where it begin. Ah i wish like the hoops that goes swish. Leave ya hanging in a ditch. Like a glitch. I got a full fist of rhymes. You couldn't even able. Keep up with the times. As they go on. Fuck i can keep spitting writing forever. That's never endlessly. Of how you would try to handle me. I dare ya. Don't test or try to press. You be all up in a mess. Fuck the rest. Its just a lyrical mass. You can't come to terms. Leave you in the ground. With worms. Slugs & bugs. No rub just shrugs. Don't know how much more i can write. Blow up like mite. Dyno charging like a rhino. So this is where i let off to go. Done finish with my flow. I'm gone.

Lil SoMeThInG SpEcIaL

Rhyme arsonist insane wicked lyripoetcist. You couldn't get this. Even if ya could make it. You couldn't break. For what ya life. Takes at the able of stake. What you make. For the sake. Of nothing that could. Wish you would. Yea try test push tempt me. Not evenly or willingly. Who you think you is. Back the fuck off me. Before yo ass gets squished. Swoosh like the hoops. Dunking balls. Ass grip. On a head trip. Loosing my mind. Not knowing whats behind. Going. Showing. That i'm all. That i won't fall. I'll just stand tall. Against the wall. For the crawl. You ain't all. What you say is. You ain't tough. You just bluff. It's only a mixture of sample. What i'm spitting. Ya punk ass is not getting. Like the glove. You not fitting. Don't believe. What you ain't able to see. I got a rhyme full fist of slugs. You can munch on. While they drain inside ya head. Dead. Yea that's how i leave 'em. Discember them. Nah i'll just disembowl them. Like saberwolf. I keeps with a wicked mentality. More then what you can keep up. Then a fatality. Technocality. Of how you trying to see me. You ain't seeing me. Brings it like a pack of deadweight. Level 'em off they just soft. Don't think shit. Not unless you quite to quit. For ya wake. Bake the cake. Niggas is just mum. They dum but not more then some. Um bust it. While i'm to quick to come. Leave ya numb. & some women wanna act like. They don't know. When they do. So so fuck all of those that oppose. To wanna try something stupid. Shoot it. Arrowing down at cupid. I never felt i was that special type of guy. To have something of anything. That i really wanted. Fuck it. This shit not making of any sense. Mince mince beat 'em. Look at how i just treat 'em. Real wickedest. Told ya i was sick with this. & don't you ever forget the shit. I'm the rawest you ever heard of this. Insane lyripoetcist. Putting it down with shit. Straight to the chrome. Offin ya heads like a dome. Click clack. Better then that off a stack. Crack backs. Straight handling necks. Wreck of any intelligent. Just for the hell of it. Think these lyrics are to simple. To put with some shit. Thats not metaphorical. How it go. Oh so. Do you believe in miracles. I sure don't like wishes. & all your bullets. Are just like misses. So you'll be in the pool. Sleeping with the fishes. Unlisted life is twisted. Never any miscomprehended. Shit's suspended. Anyway i can just end it. Always represented. Bented. For the few. That ain't never knew. It's just how i do. Fuck you.

BeLoNg

See where you can enter in your mind. You can't fine where you are. I'm just lost out the way. I can't believe all the shit. That's just all. Flowing round. Nothing's ever around. For me to try. Want to have. I can grab. Take whatever it is with me. & never let it go. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Don't know. Don't know. Where i'm at. In trying to keep myself right on. Where i belong. Belong. Belong. Keep strong. Hold myself on. Getting through to show. I'm there. Not out of distance. Staying consistent. Exist life is just a twist. Sometimes a miss. Where you ain't in. What you calling. I'm just falling. To where i don't know. See through where it all shows. I just go i'll just go. I will just go. Oh ah i don't know. I don't fucking know. So i just try to keep myself up. Up & alright & insight. Try try try try. To keep myself right on. Where i belong. Where i belong. On where i belong. Belong. Belong. Where i belong. Be-long.

ThE WiCkEdEsT GuTtEr

Shit to desensitized in its own state. Oh look who it is. Back with nother flow. Wicked insane lyripoetcist kris. What the fuck is this. I dun know. Where can i go. Shit's not even a matter. Of even how. Pow boom. Where it hits ya. In the face. You don't even know. I'm the wickedest you ever heard of this. But you already knew that. So i say it again. To check ya chin. & i'm in. To lay it. Where ever it goes. Like the wind cold. To hold. & fold. Like foil. I'll spoil those. That don't even know. Sickest to everest to not fuck hear with this. Metaphorically fuck ya analogy. I analog my 9 inch in ya fhat pawg white ass. Ima pawg lover. I love phat ass white girls. Specially bosses. All these rap bastards. Are all at that losses. I toss this. Its no biggie. Like big. You ain't no big. Not even up to his standards. Ya fhat rat bastard. Correctional officier. Oh my bad use to. Now you saying use a hustler. Really what the fuck are ya. Stealing rap names. Least i come off with my own. Speaking of which. Looks like i just disowned ya. Here's a picture. Why don't ya go. Take a look at ya self. In the mirror. Fhatty fhat fhat. You wack. Your lyrics ain't all that. I don't like ya. Along with waka flocka. Fuck maybach music & all of that. & i'm not even a rapper or rocker. As i said. The insane wicked lyripoetcist. Raw sickest gift wit. Na fuck it. You already know. Like 112. Send these fools to hell. With where i'm going. Well the direction its in. Fuck them. I'm on my own. Yea you prolly heard of me. I'm part use or i dun know. Maybe part of the juggalo family. Yea whatever what the fuck that is anymore. I dun know. Man i just dun know. Plus listen to rap acts. Like fifty & shady. I'm more audio then sleek. Blasting out ya speakers. With something you can't hearer. Don't make me come up at ya. With a meatcleaver. To shave off ya daughters beaver. Beiber. Shits clever. I rock better then never. Never say never. You can't get up. Do it like sit ups. Barbells. All i want is my phat ass white girl. & thats that. Ratatatat its like that. Click clack ticky tock. Don't stop never will. Still killing this wicked shit. Don't forget. I'm the best. That come skilling with it. Fry it like pans. Ge ge get the fuck off. From where i stand. What's the plan. Leave you sinking in the sand. I dun know where this ends. To begin. Where i left off. To leave you offin heads quarter. With some shit. You couldn't of brought up. Leaving you stucked up. Motherfucker. & i'm out. You don't know what that's about. Offin ya in a clout.