trap.
01-23-2013, 10:12 AM
posted on 09-21-2004
NumSkull
10 bars...
Me, you, and you're girl will have this juncture
About you're needle dick giving her acupunctures
And then we'll talk about how lots bloomed
From role play, and you coming in a superman costume
You pussyfoot with my outlandish prose
Thought she was talk bout desert aminals...
...When she said you're in love with her camel toe
If it's problem then it's beef, probably you see
When I put ya brain on the curb...
...And give knowledge to the streets
Wanna be a nigga, you ain't worthy of strife
Tanning in the sun, only makes you a darker version of white
vs
Toil
sup dude?
ill put my sword to ya chest, and push the blade through..
make you screw up ya face, like god did when he made you
then youll turn a shade blue, and shed a few tears
as i leave you 'out for the count', same as bums at new years
few fears ya rhymes, thats why youve lost already
ya rhymes see the Shredder so much, we call em Bebop or Rocksteady
while im heavy with punches, youll shout for a rest
like Superman's pants, youll get worn-out by the best
im killing pests with no noise, like silent mags
...n ill leave Skull straight crossed out, same as them pirate flags
peace
NumSkull
10 bars...
Me, you, and you're girl will have this juncture
About you're needle dick giving her acupunctures
And then we'll talk about how lots bloomed
From role play, and you coming in a superman costume
You pussyfoot with my outlandish prose
Thought she was talk bout desert aminals...
...When she said you're in love with her camel toe
If it's problem then it's beef, probably you see
When I put ya brain on the curb...
...And give knowledge to the streets
Wanna be a nigga, you ain't worthy of strife
Tanning in the sun, only makes you a darker version of white
vs
Toil
sup dude?
ill put my sword to ya chest, and push the blade through..
make you screw up ya face, like god did when he made you
then youll turn a shade blue, and shed a few tears
as i leave you 'out for the count', same as bums at new years
few fears ya rhymes, thats why youve lost already
ya rhymes see the Shredder so much, we call em Bebop or Rocksteady
while im heavy with punches, youll shout for a rest
like Superman's pants, youll get worn-out by the best
im killing pests with no noise, like silent mags
...n ill leave Skull straight crossed out, same as them pirate flags
peace