Killer on the Loose
• Written by Wedgewood
A killer on the loose
I'm iller when in the booth
Than any thriller that you knew
Who knew that this dude would be cool
When spittin' on the microphone
Half-ass rappers
I can hear it in your semitones
Your skills you need to learn to hone
I can see the stitches
Of the seams that you've sewn
Whatever kingdom you are in
Will soon be overthrown
Burning through emcees
Like I'm acetone
De-fy-ing
Everything that I'm shown
And remembering
Every time that I was blown
For-ev-er
You can find me in the zone
No-nev-er
Am I in a bed alone
I am always keeping company
So many women it is gluttony
Make em move like puppetry
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Wedgewood
Member since July 19 2014