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.