Eat My Funk

Its the rap assassin, guns blasting, my lyrics everlasting like tattoos,

control these niggers like voodoo, who knew? how he move,

like a chess piece with a 9 piece, accurate aim for your iris,

then steal your time piece and never run outta time,

i bring the heat like its summertime, burn shit down like a wild fire,

burn down trees as i smoke em up in my rolling paper,

dead bodies on the covers of newspapers if you a hater, no 1 annihilator,

I've exhibited militance, I'm a terrorist affiliate, i'll disintegrate any degenerate,

cos i'm filled with hate, i'll lyrically eradicate any trace of love, till I've had enough,

I've had it rough, I've had it soft, being gentle aint the way problems are resolved,

play Russian roulette, let the revolver revolve, i'll always be in orbit ,

Smoking herbs cos i can never have enough of it,

my two lips don't spit they vomit, cos am so sick my stomach walls are mad toxic,

this rap never had a topic, just me being psychotic, if you get the logic, prop it.