freestyle #1

fingers numb, drainin liquor by the drum,

call me a punk, for always walkin around drunk,

my lyrics attract all you, like the suns gravitational pull,

every flow i spit is stronger than that electromagnetic pulse,

anyone who goes against me is pathetic,

when i kill your ass with my rhymes so cosmetic,

youll pray for me to be sympathetic,

as i cross over from hell to heaven,

youll be wishin i would bring back some wicked creation,

when my lyrics hit the billboard, ill take my pen which is my sword, and kill the horde,

cuz ima be somethin, all yall will stay nothin, keep a comin,

pull my shank, kill more than in crank,

toss your rhymes in the shark tank,