Imbued with the smoke & I'm losin' control
Refusing to fold
Groove flow smoother than a cube of some gold
Arrange rhymes, computin' beautiful code
Other people flash gang signs & shootin' at folks
These are strange times few illusions of hope
I'm a hard hitter, verse spitter word-mixer
Bar kicker, earth splittin', curse giver
Suck my dick, we rap cuz we love this shit
Never had enough of it, combustin' quick
Rushin' up, a couple swift kicks with concussion hit's
Upchuckin' a fifth in a bucket I'm sick
DarkHound & I rappin' hard as the part of town where people let their guard down & die
If you're our target then we're carvin' out your eye's
Armorizin', making 'em all scream
These are realitie's, not dreams
Iller than a malady, convenin' with Jaheem
Think about dharma's lesson's
And being out in the star's & hevans
Depart and embark with bretheran
Collabin' a rap with armageddon
It's a massive attack with larger weapons
That is a fact, are you threatened?
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Gilgamesh
Member since May 12 2015