Aye...

[Exis]

Yo,

I'm the principle,
Transferred from vet to invincible
Rhymin' sensible eye glands blurred your contact
So now prescriptions due
I'm multifaceted,
Been blastin' kids since Iraq was fascist bitch
Lashes from credit, harasses from taxes minor refractions
Blind multi taskin',
Send the nerves in you spine to relapsin'
Grippin' macks to crash your face 'til it splits & rolls down your back
My heredity is irrelevant to the skill that I represent
Soul all heaven sent,
My religion don't fuckin' matter I'm vanquishin' lyric myths
With a style so solid & hard it could make any spirit trip
Put fear in your heart & mind 'til it scream thru a bitches lips
On some unbelievable shit,
Have the fuckin' reaper of death fully believe every word that I spit
Bring a grievin' emcee to his knees
Just for breathin' quickly,
In my past life my slave master couldn't even whip me.

[Exis]

Aww Sinacog...Thought you might've dug this boo lol.

[Exis]

Wake up bitches...

[ACTIVATE SELF]

Ewww

This was kinda nasty bruh bruh. I like the bravado and aggression. In particular, the “roll down ya back”, “hereditary”, “spirt”, “reaper” and “slave master” lines were all tuff. I fuckwitit.