lions den "precision collab"

 

lions den

Jun, 30 2015 • armageddon

 

 

Trust me this is my time

im in my prime one of a few a chosen dime

it runs deep through my spine

crashes in like a light n makes you blind

by now you've had enough its halftime

fuck it its my job its showtime

duct tape this shit with a lifeline

drugged this up like the ill-est bloodline

Snuck in these punches to the frontline

struck a cord to annoy make the headlines

bon voyage this is my gun fight

ill flood you just like a pipe line

so raw n uncut,a construct somewhat like a landmine

 

im just warming up so dont think i aint

aiming at you

leave you burnt like the crust

feel the gust of this deadly flue

thrust as hard as i can make it personal like i was taboo

Brushed you all off like butter made you

into ragu

Hushed now let this shit sink in like a crazy ass Hebrew

ill flunk you shut you down then throw you

in the bayou

next on my menu here's to you all see you

in the Rearview

 

what you got an issue with me what did i

do? rushed at you n your crew ,

heres your que

stunned i know i would be too

i like to disrupt rappad ooo

it makes feel so fresh like shampoo

ive Shoved long enough true,

but i felt it was time to go down this avenue

thankyou for the bullshit

it was long overdue

wat you mad cuz i overthrew you or is it

because you have so much

residue up the wazoo..

 

 

Aug 20 2015 "precision"

 

"timin to continue, what's next on the menu,

residue up your wazoo, not to mention this shit is freestyle coming true, did u expect i wouldn't get to you?

next on the agenda.

where's my change i spent ya,

depleted your funds and now you facin' a

dilemma, so much drama casting roles

favoriting trauma, word to ur mama,

this the fucking den of the lion,

might as well be fryin--> eye on, the

bullseye as I, retry, to accept ur weak as

pathetic excuse of effort, you can't flow.-->

YO' you probably figured, this just another one where i'm featured, nah i'm going all

out you enjoyed being withered?

meanwhile i slithered,

configured a new scheme while I was being delivered, unbelievable out in the cold so i

shivered, little by little i

discovered that no one but my one self

could deliver,

having said that this the "lions den",

u like the second in charge

instead of the rooster you are the hen,

and there's no tame thangs here,

land of the ferocious,

stuck on stupid like the headlights on a

deer. --->collaboration to reallocation,

little fuckin girls stuck on such a simple

sensation,

person + music = musician,

my "lions dens" technique is like demolition, on a mission, not askin' your permission.

always killing with me, myself, and

precision".