Prepare for a return
• Written by Supernova
As I clasp your esophagus, don't gasp
For cash, am I being brash when I rap
Who said that, I'll take your ass out back
Clap you in a flash after yelling "quack"
That's a fact, lyrical gats that tag cats
Pussy's that lack a sack, prepare for bloodbath
Passive if I puff puff pass, but If I'm mad
Aggressive, run with your tongue tucked fast
Grasp that nova could never be wack
Catch you claiming that, at least come with a strap
Its sad when I dispose of unarmed rats
Bold to sass the prince, karma will bite back
Will stay to chat if you have something worthy to ask
Warning to the masses, I can mask your casket
A mask on to deliver baskets of hazardous acid
To impair you faggots so I can destroy you into fragments
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Supernova
Member since January 5 2014