Skulls like crossbones, boneheads and bare limbs A spare grim when I tear the heir apparent Daring to be truthful, but with winners with no scruples Using the useful lights that would suit his pupils Looking at suitable samples a chance be sold I'm not illin', killin' or chillin' on lamping cold I'm rational even when I'm slashing your nose They think it I'll snatch your nose quick On a pass with show flicks I'm just pass with flow shit No diss like your progress, I know best You can role a script without blown test I notice they no this is no diss Just showmanship on my programs Which I had a dream in which I wished I had my hands raised To my place in complacency at the Mainblades Memory vague, but the scene resembled a police raid Dance devil, dance grim Fandango fade Yo, I come through your hood with a sick demeanor 'Cause I got thick skin like myxedema And on it is an anthem of a movement of the greatest of speech Princely park to save in his cheek, raising you bleak This is bunker rap, punks react Put screens when the the thunder claps F*ck knowing I rap truth, well-versed in a ledge Punchlines smack you gap-toothed like Percy Sledge As the fluid movement knowing I kinda do it If you do three life truants one translucent, I'll bust A capillary and bust another one above that And I'll cop one of your late records Yes, I'm fucking with that, I see you bumping with gats I'm slapping you wrists, amble your shit, student I'm the master of diss I tote a smoking gun and hope that cancer sticks So a star was born, now you have no ass to risk I flew a delta kappa rapper in you mouth reticule I might as well keep it all alphabetical If you are what you eat, and I am what she eats That makes me a chicken and her a consumer, believe me And if ICU and UBC then I see seein' and I see you And I know you don't wanna twirl with bars 'Cause if you and I verse we'll end up worlds apart I got one love for twenty-two two's with scene flow Change the station with amazing grace, they call me "Free-throw" It ain't foreplay for banisters to doorway A whore say, "Play four," while I say, "Foreplay" Damn right I f*ck fans, and I rush up live ringers Meaning I f*ck-up fans, get punched by five fingers Line splitters, catch D.A.K Day Tripper A six shooter who does seven sins To make eight figures
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