Group Collab

• Written by  • Featuring JohnnyG, GoldenCarrot, shoreboy, D-Long-, OrionPolaris, and mom

(MTFD) So here i go again ready to blend fear with rhymes,
This the type of song that helps you vibe but tingles your spine as you sit on the streets begging for a dime,
Here i am with the fam on a big ass collab rapping in the lab stabbin niggas in their finger cause they all crawl to us for advice,
Ain't it nice? To be recognized? Well here's a surprise Jesus Christ I'm a modern-day Shakespeare,
We ain't the 3 musket-tiers but we're beasts ready to be unleashed,
We haven't reached out goals yet trying to be famous rappers,
America's most feared cappers psychotic laughers we are real knee slappers,
Creator's of earth's aftermath we all got secrets stashed with the lock smashed,
Fast lane MTFD is my name I'm not sane I'm in an dang insane asylum with a straight jacket,
Chicken nuggets peeled naked rappad will be aided when I'm famous but the thing is i already am that's one thing i never tell my therapist,
Cannabis ain't poisonous beating niggas is effortless I'm brain dead mama always said if you had a brain you'd be dangerous but i guess she ain't never heard of us,
Trust me all i do is cuss your girl is crusty musty fishy ass hoe shit man sorry just thought I'd let you know
 
(Ogwinner11) Get'em and rip'em up,
rip'em down, don't matter what never safe N' sound,
got'em ground in da ground, wound in da round,
my rhymes pound sound, just a clown wit a frown,
if I got a low self esteem, Imma ice yall,
these little niggas elf cream wit spice and all,
make'em crawl when I get my saw, scrawl on da next draw,
this ain't no cards, but I just ball hard,
more red than da king of hearts, spit it out charred,
cuz I bombard and got ya scarred, and then I tarred your guard,
I'm dark but I start a spark,
spit enough to uncover Noah's ark under da mark.
 
(Lucius) Been a while since I've had some shit to spit.
Figured I'd jump in to show that I've still got it.
Gonna warn you, I'm vile and guile, far from senile.
I'll kill your friends with a smile, just ask GoldenCarrot.
I'm the King of Demerit, nowhere near generic.
Spitting constant rhetoric, just ask my boys OGWinner and MTFD
This thinner sinner is not a beginner, y'all ain't ready for me.
Lastly, it's the final member of the troop, he's in a state of acrimony.
We're here to terminate, dominate, eliminate, and exterminate each and every phony.
I dictate this shit, I incinerate verses with my curses.
Playing a game like saw, what I spit it raw.
And lastly, don't fuck with me because Shank like Shaw from Pasquotank to Burbank.
 
(GoldenCarrot) I'm spitting hypnotic like an exotic, errotic iconic animal.. call me Sonic.
Yo, I'm worse than a virus so save those idiotic antibiotics.
GC here with some Rappad peers, Collaborating, deliberating lines.
I'm instigating crimes amongst us, infiltrating minds so humongous it brung us together.
No we're rapping equivalent to 20 people, and as the weak'll read it'll put em to their knees.
Call us Worldwide Choppers, curb stomping you with these clodhoppers.
We're sweeter than a bunch of gobstoppers at the chocolate factory.
Now factor in our faculty and we got a lotta back-lashery.
Fuck all this haberdashery, cause we're full of bad-assery.
Now as I'm finishing my level as this hedgehog, me and my dawgs gotta roll.
So at the toll of the bell, back to hell where we spell words to rhyme on dime.
That's it GC out, go ahead and pout about it.
 
(StateOfAcrimony) I'll embarrass ya, leave you feelin' fruity just like how Skittles taste//
Open fractures and a K.O, seeing rainbows like a crippled gay//
My wordplay is dirty, but let me hit you with a clean freestyle//
Stealin' raps innocence like Jon Coffey walking The Green Mile
 
Seeing you in rap, is like seeing open faces in a masquerade//
I saw your girl there, people sayin' "she should mask-her-face"//
I'm runnin' through lyrics like a free course with no obstacles//
battling me is stupid, like letting Rick Grymes play the constable//
 
You beating me is small, like going against someone overrated//
You have a better chance seeing a Fuck Boy who has procreated//
Rabbits? you're pulling shitty lyrics out ya hat like a fake magician//
This is predator and prey and I'm starting my hunting expedition
 
(MicOols) Peter picked a pail of peppers, I just picked up my lyrics, See
we're both trying to set this world of fire, For different Reas-
-ons, A spirit, free, but appears to be adhered to seeds Pe-
-ter for his peppers, me growing tired of this Pyrrhic Pre-
-#Veil over the Bride's face, weed smell over the tide's fate
Wash over your salty faults, halting all of your #Pre-Face
This isn't the #Voice, But i'm your american Idol
Bow before the arrogant writer, who's merit is higher
That #Jared the biter on my #diamond verses
Then Heimlichs ‘fore subs take #care, #it’s a Fiver
#Grand on #Canyons, I fuck anything #Gorge-ish
Bring me the torches, It's time for me to settle the score… bitch
 
(MCFracture) Your asking yourself is this an illusion
go against fracture end up with contusions
from one glance got you down your knees
hit the ground is your balance down no your bowing now
I'm the psychopathic devastator the immortal assassin
got blood on my lips from a great night of slashing
I'm hotter than the sun but colder then deep space
intergalactic chaos is what I create I'm the true emcee
nothing is greater than accepting your defeat
after you watch the havoc that I reek my habit is deceit
Sadistic mystic Ima artistic linguistic I don't conform fatalism
This climactic cataclysm is my antagonism so twisted

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