accessory after the fact, I stay strapped with stacks ‘n’ molest rap tracks with fact, clad in a fitted cap / sniffin’ crack with a White bitch, got a big ole ass like she Black ‘n’ prefer me to hit it from tha back / glass eyes is glossy, my pastime is that half my mind’s trapped in rhyme / establish brashness ‘n’ act asinine / patricide, I kill tha father to your steez, ya shit is wack yo / ipso facto, tha mac splash any race, color or creed / drape the airwaves with vocal mosaics of interwoven verbose tapestries / cauliflower earlobes get continuously probed in 3 hundred 60 positions by my poetic compositions / I spit quick-witted hits that rift Hip Hop cliques down tha center / I been Twisted since birth yo, I ate my own placenta / a brain with a bloody crown of thorns is my emblem ‘n’ verbal murder’s my agenda / knowledge is born when my endorphins swarm ‘n’ ignorance is dwarved from Southern Cali to tha islands of New York / forlorn cuz y’all fictitious like Easter, Christmas ‘n’ tha stork / you uninventive redundant ninjaz 1 day’ll redeem justice / 1 day I’ll bring forth justice whether physical destruction or lyrical poetic couplets / from tha prefix thru tha body till tha suffix, I stay 1 hundred with Gerbis yo ‘n’ you know our Souls are Blunted…
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Last edited by Twisted Science; 04-02-2013 at 11:02 PM.