Death Blow
• Written by WCR
Time to hit dunker with the death blow in my solo,
I got a sicka flow so stay low and stick to the shadow,
Ima play you like a piano best tip toe around this pro,
I got a ego atleast though i know tomorrow today,
Dont go a stray and you be okay kickin this at Galway Bay,
My second battle in two days got my purple haze turnin this track to a roman candle,
Need an example of who i already lyricaly mangled,
Got tangled started shit he could never have handled,
Me and saff hit em he scrambled before he got trampled,
His very essence being dismantled im a troubled adult,
Who struggled against scum cults the results show insults mellowed by blunts,
The most dangerous opponent opened the door and for a moment you thought you had the score,
This shit is hardcore i can leave people hearts tore,
Blood and gore i wont ignore this is a war,
I leave my foes dead on the shore so watch this dread spread,
this is just for fun the sudden run got you in the open,
Mention my lady tho and ill leave you with your face broken,
From a lethal explosion, evil words spoken and illegal guns stolen,
Hit you leave your face swollen then blast when your in the open,
How long will you last when i blast and laugh and unleash the staff,
Thats your epitaph a lyrical smash with some hash in the stash this is a fucking bloodbath,
your all alone in the unknown pay for the headstone your about to be thrown from my throne,
Im savage on the microphone phone home you bout to be shown,
You shuda known i dont condone someone who head high in a group but go prone when on they own,
Ill stab your brain with your nose bone im insane best refrain if you wanna remain,
I hit like a hurricane you will get slain cant complain ill force you cocaine then aim and light propane,
Stay in your lane or get hung in the chain of this game
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WCR
Member since April 9 2017