Dem Bitches (not done yet)
• Written by VLSpit
Mhm...
I make all y'all organs die
Twist em up, make your disorganized
I make shit while y'all order rhymes
My temptation's at the borderline
I go and then make it your demise
Do I need to put up warning signs
I don't need to be more precise
cause in the end, my court decides
So whether you get it, it's not your decision
I'm making your heads changing from prisms
I just need to know what's up with you bitches
Is it my killing, or is it my vision
My Vision is making you bitches have loss of living
Y'all are sensitive and not making a difference
I add my pen into it and making incisions
I add an "is" into it and slaying your women
What the fuck you think you're gon do
bitch
What the fuck you think I'm gon lose
bitch
I'm the toughest boy to go through
bitch
What the fuck you think you're gon do
bitch
I severing up heavy and periodical
I'm a legend enough, but not mythological
Looks unpleasant and such, I'm not too methodical
Can't step in your ruts, cause y'all ain't obstacles.
Honor roll, but hitting aces in two different articles
Blowing your heart muscles into plenty of particles
You bitches stick rhymes on like a harry of barnacles
and last as long as Iphones that ain't rechargable.
My focal point is to make y'all mclovin this
To show you I don't have to be pumping it
to be blowing up like radical muslims
To screw it all up is purely my covenant
Instead of y'all having beds full of sluts and shit
Fake titties, surgical faces and plastic butts and shit
with pussy's looking like a fat sunken ship
I'd rather cop me a one hundred bitch
What the fuck you think you're gon do
bitch
What the fuck you think I'm gon lose
bitch
I'm the toughest boy to go through
bitch
What the fuck you think you're gon do
bitch
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VLSpit
Member since November 16 2015