Hip Hop Forum

My train of thought goes alot of ways, but when it hops the tracks,
The insane engineer drivin's tolerance gets detached,
Full throttle the devil jumpin out of a used bottle of jack,
Facilitating the delivery of the danger of my attack,
It'll double back after the malfactor has been dispatched,
And commence to wreak havoc on the spectators in the back,
A criminal backlash at the point where serial killas grab straps,
Slap clips in the bottom of fat gats and laugh whenever they crack caps,
Split wigs with unequicoval symmetry in a lyrical highjack,
Just to destroy the belief it employed fatally turnin their eyes black,
Dead pools, Obsidian jewels where there's no life at,
If a search persists to uncover my hits I'm bustin and bringin em right back,
To the the pit of oblivion: my mind, and a million life facts,
Outlining the fact of the matter they'll never be gettin their lives back,
I snap with Herculean strength my bars are makin the earth crack,
Stand back and survey the scene where I'm lyrically leaving blood tracks.


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