tha most severist, here is your final restin’ like tha pyramids of Giza / rhyme style tighter than vagina popped on wedding nights/ pop sensation, I attack you / cold-blooded, MCs are expendable/ aim arrow aflame like Seminoles / perennial bicentennial, nightly rituals / habitual is my parables / a varitable cornucopia brought, my thoughts wrought utopia / la vida loca, smoke tha rocha / I’ll never grow up, though however / wise be my wis / time goes by, tha bass kicks ‘n’ snares hiss / careless, I snatch a vic’s 14 carat, pay your rap tariff / I lash out on the unknown when I compose droves of treasure troves personalized for your earlobes / wherever I lay to rest becomes gound zero / nuclear explosive potency as wretched as plagues of locusts / ordered on tha pagans, holiest of holies / only as by tha grace of God go I ‘n’ now I’m ghost…
Last edited by Twisted Science; 11-10-2012 at 02:21 PM.
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