Hit List

Cut a rappers larynx don’t speak to me I don’t care if

He wheezing up in hysterics should never have breathed those lyrics

So beating him and his parents no reason other than baring

The bone if it’s skin I scare him pulling the skin I tear it

Back, exposing entrail before that little ba

-Stard knows he’s attack Grab, his skull and begin to smash

It cracking a until a splat Occurs so you concur

I should conquer you verse yo I heard ya scurred

Motherfucka I’m coming straight from ya conscience

Knock ya mush out from ya noggin weekend at Yitz so propping

Ya body fuck a coffin grab my grip and I’m cocking

To ya skull start the popping filled with holes got ya dropping

Find a pit and dump your corpse inside it this number four

My victims yup I’m keeping score last person is under floors

Yitz is Swift when flipping clips rip a bitch and hitting quick

Quit the shit I’m spitting sick and vicious shit Yitz hit ya list