Untitled Rap
• Written by Drew_Smith_232
tick tock as I creep through the night
looking for trouble drugs chicks or a night
I got eleven thoughts of death on my mind
looking for 12 the body's are somewhere behind
it's dark
the way I like it tho
punch a bitch in the stomach and cut it bro
step on her head who's a man now
knife through the heart I believe is a way out
it's twistedly ripping the envision of venom
staring at a homies guts lemme get up in em
I got a machete already swinging it steady
in the basement
police asking me where the daughter's face went
liquid fire aughtta do the trick tho
how else would I remove a nasty pimple
I instantly inquire about a bitches desire
then put a knife in the ovaries
I sent that pussy overseas
or sorta speak
i gotta story see
I was with my boys and we
was hustling
saw another squad and got to rustling
shooting the shit like it came outta pistol
know them homies respect me cuz they know I'm official
forever I ain't run and never will
because I will stay forever real
your as fake ass Nikki manajes ass cheeks
or bill Cosby saying he didn't Rob the sheets
you ever been stabbed with the handle of a blade
step a little closer and feel it aye
all my rhymes are minute maid
and all the time I'm here to say
it's bullets and spit I spray
look to God you better pray
that the stinging goes away
how else would I end today
it's perfect imperfection
that I find up in the section
bitch I got my swag card natural protection
this dark content for those of dark complexion
Feedback & Comments
About the Artist
Drew_Smith_232
Member since August 13 2017