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Sinister
- Call the authorities I'm on a horror spree
- Cutting off limbs like I'm deforesting
- Splitting to the soul I know no control
- Full of holes and my sanity is sold
- I'm stalking up the concrete head rock beat
- This aim is deadly you're just dead meat
- My head is filled with images of broken appendages
- Writhing in pain because there's no one there to mend it
- That's the slice from my tongue, the spice that I spun
- The light from the gun, it's the fights that I won
- Imma beat you savagely with your last cabbage leaf
- In other words your ear is gonna knock your cabbage free
- Every man that tests me is fired like a gun shell
- from a nine into a spine that can't run well
- You can call the cops too, none of it affects me
- I need a chase to win a race and somebody to catch me
- It's the wicked rhyme spitter, the slick crime committer
- Sewing shut your mouth and have your own eyes delivered
- ...I backtracked the day I dropped the backpack
- Somehow I think I'm not the one with the last laugh
- These life choices are quite boisterous, remind me
- why I tried hoistin' em, you know my spine's tiny
- I'm a dangerous sort of man, a young Mance Rayder
- Harder to read than braille on sandpaper
- My life took a turn, now I like to get a burn
- I'd like to get a turn just so ash it like an urn
- I'm in my own orbit, the morbid forest
- surest to bore with the boorish horse shit
- Smile at me and i react to it violently
- I'll attack you in the street and i'll do it silently
- Now i've got to drop it hot like the Dogg said to do
- Piss me off again, its the dogshed for you
- This time i clocked in, no time for caution
- Making teeth bleed like the dentist when he's flossin
- I'm back for a whack track, attic in the abstract
- Hotter than the fire that they made for Radshack
- I'm rolling super tight like a nice bowling night
- Holding to the mic like controlling wives
- I'm a boss at it, the nauseous naus addict
- Washing off cabbage that I twist cuz I'm bomb at it
- Instinctual habits, i'm a fictional passage
- Fishing hole captive, hooked on the lavish
- If sin is the problem then I'm sure not solvin it
- Lookin in the mirror always makes me ball a fist
- Acknowledge it, you can likely understand me
- You just cant admit you are gambling with Plan B
- Just listen to my wisdom, pay attention to my words
- I'm spouting off the top, here's a session of my verbs
- The sickest and quickest, the misfit rich kid
- You're never gonna fit in without my permission
- An assortment of evils, i can't name one
- I'm tripping over words like the hamstring's strung
- I'm gonna be blunt with you, roll it with skunk truth
- No one loves you, you're dated and dumped, dude
- I'm slick lipped lipstick, spittin it cryptic
- Flippin sick, crisp like a cookout picnic
- I'm droppin all these lines like they're classes in college
- Lookin at my life with my glasses polished
- Now my rhymes are flier than a paper announcement
- My raps are so dope people pay by the ounces
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