[I-Legit]

snatch and detach ya limbs/ its a fact smack ya back hand with ya arms wrist ice like a trend/u wish i wasnt your friend/ soul owner the canibal bone pickin off enamel flesh oder/polor solar rhymes hit colder/twist orbits like pullin arm out from shoulder/ reach lower with ya own till i rip out each one of ya molers/

n/w - ashtray