hazardous like dust the poetics give a blood rush to the skull crushed
strong enough to break the handcuffs with hands up
a guy that stands up to a challenge dial your bluff
bang on bloods cripple crips know roasted ducks
you boast i bust they don't rock well they dry up
my will to make it out the wilderness
theyr'e bewildered by the wilderbeast bitch
get a grip on the tree before i sidekick
workout spread my wings winging the flyness
Passion of christ hits snatch a mic swift
liveness you missed like Welcome back carter
not to be confused with Sean, or Wayne
we gay bashing emcee's at the rhyme-fest snatching chains
fuck i grabbed his key chain he slipped , fat-lipped, and ankle sprained
liquior can't ease the brain log on to e-bay i'm bidding his chains
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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
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