Lyrical Murder
Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 5:40 pm
I'm writin this verse wit the vodka trigger/
so everytime i jot its equivalent to a shot of liquor/
verbal bullets everytime I speak that means I pull it/
I am not the one to fool wit, you foolish if you think that u stoppin me/
I got the armory for those who bother me/
you touch a part of me I'll dissemble ya body organly/
i'll clog an artery if you really that u harmin me/
I torture he who has contemplated thoughts to slaughter me/
omnipotent, mind militant, rhyme diligent/
sick, syphilis, ripple it like a river bitch/
mind menace murderin n servin life sentences/
comin back to rekill it like it was never dead in the first place/
your worst day was your birth day n this is you hearse day/
I curve curses like cursive and you aint worth shit/
I'm a word away from perfect/
waivin wand of a wordsmith/
workin mind of a word wizard,far from an earthling, perfect/
Wrote this to a beat, flow may seem off, BUT IT AINT.
so everytime i jot its equivalent to a shot of liquor/
verbal bullets everytime I speak that means I pull it/
I am not the one to fool wit, you foolish if you think that u stoppin me/
I got the armory for those who bother me/
you touch a part of me I'll dissemble ya body organly/
i'll clog an artery if you really that u harmin me/
I torture he who has contemplated thoughts to slaughter me/
omnipotent, mind militant, rhyme diligent/
sick, syphilis, ripple it like a river bitch/
mind menace murderin n servin life sentences/
comin back to rekill it like it was never dead in the first place/
your worst day was your birth day n this is you hearse day/
I curve curses like cursive and you aint worth shit/
I'm a word away from perfect/
waivin wand of a wordsmith/
workin mind of a word wizard,far from an earthling, perfect/
Wrote this to a beat, flow may seem off, BUT IT AINT.