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I illuminate,
time to fumigate lines with pesticide
and step inside of your mind leaving your rhymes petrified.
It's Coppernicus
with murderous verses worded with shurikens,
put merciless persons in hearse churches and tourniquets.
I'm spitting documents that tear skulls,
I'm like a mixture between an octopus and were-wolf.
I'm a lunatic,
due to this ludacris computer glitch,
I have satan in my basement, nailed to a crucifix.
Josh is morphing
into Dr. Kevorkian
and locking your torso in a coffin with scorpians.
I hope you're listening,
cause I'll still sell a million records only doing background noises like Timbaland. (ficket, ficket..)
That **** is fraudulent,
wearing a spiked body suit I'll stage dive into the audience.
And mold the mic
into a proto-type poultergiest
that multiplies to pulverize skulls and spines with frozen spikes.
The stegasaur
metamorphs
metaphor
sentence swords,
with megazord
predators
that send you towards heavens doors.
My penis shoots lasers that burn the moon.
I'll kidnap your girlfriend and weave her in a sperm cacoon.
Soliloquy symphonies,
with simile guillotines,
deliver killer wilderbeats to rip emcees to smitherines.
So who's ready to bathe in my stool?
I got rappers switching to *****es like Ja-Rule. |
Last edited by asdf : 10.07.02 at 19:42:48.
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