Adrenaline Killer

Yea walking that gun walk letting the bullets talk

I’m a crazy killer that stalks you like prey telling assholes to suck a cock

Don’t answer the door when I knock

Yea it’ll be the last thing you do so just stay put

Don’t be a faggot like my homie George chaput

Nigga your name sounds like a fucking mating call

The smack you say can’t do shit cuz its help my flow as I ball

Soo weak that you can’t even crawl.

Man I’m having an adrenaline rush

Yo! Wheres the kush??

Give me a hit or you’ll be dumber than George w bush

Yea I’m rippin on americans

Doing tracks with the homie the slumerican chopper

Aka Baron Yates Maybe I can help him find a date and to make a

Bitch suck your dick on a silver plate

Yea these rhymes I create cause mayhem

If you know well call me Graham yeaa I ain’t playin’

If you aint the fam jus choke on a can of expired spam

Yea Its an off the dome even though its written

Touch my stuff and you’ll be bitten with a full fist

And end up with snapped wrist.

As I rap a foggy mist appears

As I say In other raps Its something you cant cohere.

My punchlines hurt like a spear

Fuk off nigga, you ain’t a cool peer

Oh don’t be a bitch and shed a tear my wimpy dear

You could say a trait of mine is being pimpy.