3.14
• Written by Pi
Position unknown no latitude, mission to over throne with vocal attitude
my verbal weapon tongue of steel, watch where u steppin' i spit to kill,
sit and kneel
before your cap gets peeled
by tongue of samurai,we cause homicide, katanas in the night,
we have persistence, to slice and dice to end your existence,
leave no witness when my voice box defends like fort nox,
suns hot spots, shoot rays that make the pen rot,
and leave your arteries blocked
your heart shocked, by the real terminal,
In your left ventricle, poking with my alien tentacle,
didn't mean to be subliminal, labeled as a criminal
throughout the cosmos,cell division like osmos,
in the station wagon, these dudes keep nagging,
enter the dragon, with your pants sagging and begin body tagging
berreta with the smith and wesson, keep spittin' if u want keep testin'
cause in a second they will be pressing the barrel to put your chest in
I investin' to teach u this lesson on metaphysics
I inquisit the governments love for triple 6 digits
debt risen to top limits, politics is it just strange like a midget?
these are the people I will never visit, but Ill study them like a wizard,
make the great elixir, become the rhyme mixer, tongue like a twister,
give journal blisters, activist spitters, form the brothers to the sisters,
presidency to prime minister, both plottin' things too sinister
to be talked about in perimeter
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Pi
Member since January 17 2014