Whatever

[Def-init]

Trace evidence is my echo and bass!
Two Thousand watts,
ill like slick snot
Six slots for six shots,
a stomach in seven knots!
I see, right through you,
Blasted through you with only two shots!
Your crew to.
Responsible for a clicks 'polar-shift' to.
Boys will be boys...
I'll go where a bitch wouldn’t go,
So my words connect like text on cell phones
Selling blow, a sawed-off shot,
stepping psycho,
a demon screaming treason below
I fucked this chick,
this bitches boyfriend beefed,
cause it's his cunts scent...
consenting to being a scent that's now...
a consequence on my cocks conscious!!!
So I spit,
"Fuck you to prick, grab your Glock
your just another 9-5 cocksucker,
crying by clock", mask and all!
full intent to ball.
my rhyme's...lightning and law.
A pair of rhyming chainsaws
and a sand devil's claw!

You’re a liar to,
would handle you carefully,
like a hot candle!
Embarrassed you,
like Tiger Woods in his sex scandal
I brawl, with a 'two-step'.
your crew bets, remarkably,
on me! Fuck the fee, they tell me.
I'll get at you, free, basically!
A semi-auto, a gram, some trees.
Your ashes, the breeze!
Since yeah spawned from a seed of suckers,
yeah cant battle me.
Can’t even 'slam-poetry'!
I kept it frightening,
my flow floods, enlightening,
raining blood, entertaining
This, what I live for,
the method's fame, to win war!
Bitch, yeah need aim to win war.
Your La Coka Nostra,
a 'Habitat of the gasmask'
Suffer the Apocalypse in sand traps!
A jagged knife, begs for life
I'll be there...
when electricity meets chair!
Mask out, gats out,
A door? Dash out!
Before I blast out!
Before I take the trash out!
Pretty shitty making me
commit perjury on Sunday,
that's church day
Dismay, like any day
Kanye takes stage at VMA's.
Fact is, its rawness
leaving a G backless.
Frameless,
like a chalk-outlined atheist!
The sound of shells,
leaves a room spacious!
Wont wake from this.
This ignorance is faith!
You'll never escape the darkness...
...of an unacceptable place!

[QwarterZ]

Pretty shitty making me
commit perjury on Sunday,
that's church day
Dismay, like any day
Kanye takes stage at VMA's.
Fact is, its rawness
leaving a G backless.
Frameless,
like a chalk-outlined atheist!
^^^^That was dope

I was really feeling the ending too
I got thrown of by Ill part tho'? hahaha
slick snot...no? either way this was nice
real braggadocio! if that's how you spell it?
either way a nice written a lot I could quote but choose not too...

either way keep writing!