When my brain uploads my vocals weaponize / turn to Cyclops with weapon eyes/
Punchline’s be wrecking eyes/ so recognize/ those who witness how I diss guys/
Try an hide/ they’ll need witness protection and a permanent disguise.
Put the penning lines and penalize with references to vengeance,
Though my bars comprised of run~ons their conviction are multiple sentences.
I’m sick with a degree in STD’s/ diploma in lymphoma/ writers block
can put commas into coma’s/ 16’s infected with blastoma/ im the last soldier.
To let em clap after hearing claps between them applause//
What you pen so soft/ Cents will stop your flow like when women menopause/
Yawl get what you deserve when my d~serves u pussies
You’ll wish you could reverse time to re~verse your rhyme
Should rehearse or get killed twice.. I’ll re~hurst this rookie!!
Psychics see hellfire in my future, predicting disaster/between laughter I answer
That’s right now... they seeing every metaphor i write down before and after.
Spit off one Guinness, end up in the Guinness book and Ripley’s/
Nobody can rip me, chances so grim I’m bringing the reaper with me...
Spit sickly// riddles is sickles//these is battle bars strictly and simple
my bat symbol's a slash sign with the logo for cents in the middle.
Noncentz not no change, but while we on the subjet//
I wont till I die leaving necks jerking like they heads keeping beat with dubstep.
See im everything a thug reps, carry the weight how inmate thug reps//
Get your slugs prepped, cause I aint going down without a fight//
Spit dope over mics// fiends use cd players as substitutes for they crack pipes.
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