Tuesday, June 21, 2011

RATE MY RAP VERSE OUT OF 10 PLEASE WARNING EXPLICIT CONTENT?

Im the sickest and wickidest since Jack the ripper,
Nobody sicker,
Poppin prescription pills wilst downing liquor,
Throat fuckin faces with double bladed razorz,
Splittin headz, strimmin with tazorz,
Jugglin grenades wit lazorz,
Its fucked up, coz at school i was the quietest,
Filled with anxiety, locked away from society,
Somebody call a psychiatrist, need someone to listen,
Got ten personalities in a five a side competition,
On a mission, ignorin my intuition, no control of there position,
Walkin through shadows of the night with half my brain missin,
Anything in site gets blasted and abolished,
I don think they quite understand my mass knowledge,
Never went to school or college, i still fire breath the hottest,
My vocab keeps em interested and guessin,
A verbal blessin, ill leave em internally bleedin and stressed,
Squeezin pressure points in the neck,
Like killins an obsession,
A crazy mother fucker like Tyson wit manic depression
Teach some cowards a lesson, leave em stressin,
Till there nerve endings drop out droplets of sweat,
Turning away from the vet, as i deliver verbal death threats,
They can not face me, like muslim women in vails,
I leave behind trails of blood stains,
DNA on the carpet a cold hearted killer,
Soon as forensics arrive they know its a thriller,
Nobody iller, my anger leads to explosions,
Bodies erroding decomposing, wilst im sat here smoking
This Bob Marley for four hourz,
You faggots are so queer, in prison you dropped the soap in the
shower,
More confused than a black man with a white woman screamin for black
power,
Screamin and rantin, actin like your personality and mentality are
gangsta?
Gangsta my ass, you fake trigger squeezerz iz wankstas,
Sat behind the keyboard, free from guns and still a virgin,
Your shit would soon be submerging if a masked gun man was emerging,
My shit is fresher than detergant,
Cut you open like profesional heart surgeons,
Like terminator but the animal version,
Swingin knives, takein lives, in a Micheal Myerz mask,
Gas em out till all there organs collapse,
Stay steady and ready, stompin the community,
You faggots behind your keyboard ain even reached puberty,
Claimin theyll cap me, your soldiers have never marched,
Youll have to go threw six hard scarrd sharks wit daggers like
bravehearts,
To rock hard youd need one hundred steal bodyguards,
Your shit is so wack, how about end your career,
Like Afghan civilians youll be living in fear,
My strikes leave em sore, like porn im hardcore,
Do a Robin Hood, snatch yo shit to feed the poor,
Fuck that rob em both, were in dis to get more,
My heart is the blackest, darker than Jefersonss kids,
I spit deeper than Muslims preachin the Quaran in worship,
Your shit is worthless, im deeper than death speaches in churches,
You ain hard coz you snatch old timerz purses,
But im real, tryna keep this game alive,
Come at me youll never survive

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