Every Verse Gets Worse

I'm scoping out the scene

Its the quiet guy Crazy D

Silent as can be

homie loccs in the back causin riots, actin violent off the drink

Intimidation is the reputation that we bring

light on our feet

to quick to see

snuffed out no chance to think

down like you had to much to drink

Whisky is my remedy

when the come downs got the best of me

thoughts of death got the rest of D

im legally insane to the third degree

manic release as voices start to speak

pop a Xanax for my automatic panic relief

proceed to chill me out indeed

 

every verse gets worse/as these words disperse

every line is cursed/as my rhymes give birth

every verse gets worse/as these words disperse

every verbs perverse/every verse gets worse

 

its Crazy D

the crazy one

on this beat, mommas crazy son

with a habit that's deep

im always scheming, while your screaming dirty demon

ill be burning, ill be stinging in this verse that im bringing

beatin till you weakin, cut your oxygen

decapitate your head

send it to your dad while he sleepin in the bed

why'd you try and step, now you got stuck

your lunch got took and your bitch got fucked

every verse gets worse as these words disperse

every line is cursed as my rhymes give birth

pipe loaded up and I loccin on the smirf at my turf

on my stoop you can call me dr doom

bring your 4 against my 2

I forsee your death soon