Witty
07-19-2015, 07:20 PM
WHO ELSE RHYMES LIKE THIS THO???
Mr. J no hate, ur name was the first i saw lmao u still my friend :)
Got that synergy, when the pistol spray
I'll turn Mr J into mist today, tomorrow he'll be history
let his momma kiss his grave then blow that bitch awaaayyyy
i'll make ur kids decay, whip this slave like Mr. Grey
ur blood'll be pouring out in 50 shades, get this fade
ur shit is gay, only time people watching him with pride
is during its parade, what's this? this the gauge
this the plague, black death
bullets got people scampering like rats when they ricochet.
All your shit is vague, i say it simple, plain, crystal clear...
keep a pistol near when switching lanes
blap blap, crap, missed a gear
but still hit ur brain make ur shit explode like it did Cobain
then sniff cocaine, think my wrist is sprained
from the kick back, fuck the chit chat
get gats and blow off the pricks hat
see two bullets is crazy, three loco like Riff Raff
cuz wit's the bane to your Mr. Wayne
with the clip to claim your life, i lift the grip and say goodnight
watch him get so scared he'll piss but say 'it's ok'
then slit his veins and watch it trickle down the frickin' drain
no psycho but i might go crazy like michael baby
and jack son, watch his face go pale, you can't resist the pain.
I'll pretend to throw a fist but feign, then kick you in the nuts...
you sad?...damn...but this hussein, the dictator
chick raper, mixtaper, steal ur clicks paper
then shoot up ur streets til none of them pricks remain
i'm killing ur dear like a quick gator, shit's profane
but the kid's no saint, hope you kissed those kids ur bitch hoe made
cuz i'ma kill 'em in the kitchen with these knifes man
i switch those blades, use one at a time with a gun at your spine
let that shit pop, get out 'fore your neighbors get cops
make a pit stop at KFC and eat chicken while u drift away.
Mr. J no hate, ur name was the first i saw lmao u still my friend :)
Got that synergy, when the pistol spray
I'll turn Mr J into mist today, tomorrow he'll be history
let his momma kiss his grave then blow that bitch awaaayyyy
i'll make ur kids decay, whip this slave like Mr. Grey
ur blood'll be pouring out in 50 shades, get this fade
ur shit is gay, only time people watching him with pride
is during its parade, what's this? this the gauge
this the plague, black death
bullets got people scampering like rats when they ricochet.
All your shit is vague, i say it simple, plain, crystal clear...
keep a pistol near when switching lanes
blap blap, crap, missed a gear
but still hit ur brain make ur shit explode like it did Cobain
then sniff cocaine, think my wrist is sprained
from the kick back, fuck the chit chat
get gats and blow off the pricks hat
see two bullets is crazy, three loco like Riff Raff
cuz wit's the bane to your Mr. Wayne
with the clip to claim your life, i lift the grip and say goodnight
watch him get so scared he'll piss but say 'it's ok'
then slit his veins and watch it trickle down the frickin' drain
no psycho but i might go crazy like michael baby
and jack son, watch his face go pale, you can't resist the pain.
I'll pretend to throw a fist but feign, then kick you in the nuts...
you sad?...damn...but this hussein, the dictator
chick raper, mixtaper, steal ur clicks paper
then shoot up ur streets til none of them pricks remain
i'm killing ur dear like a quick gator, shit's profane
but the kid's no saint, hope you kissed those kids ur bitch hoe made
cuz i'ma kill 'em in the kitchen with these knifes man
i switch those blades, use one at a time with a gun at your spine
let that shit pop, get out 'fore your neighbors get cops
make a pit stop at KFC and eat chicken while u drift away.