I come with rhythm like a drummer's balls I got the hot flow down PAT..Sajak or Summerall... why beef? cause my heat flames like gay cats with southern drawls and u fit the description, u sick? here's a prescription of codeine and whiskey, me clever, my scripts flow mean and twist these jokers like heath ledger I must be bored, to pull out this ol rusty sword, and kill cats that I in fact snuffed before, lurkers rush the board...amongst the guts and gore, u sik? nope, I plague thee with rabies, puss in sores u puss galore and soft as plush galore but this is that hard raw, defeat me? no star war? nah, this is darth vs 3-cpo I spit feces soaked in ether dope that eat ya throat and leave ya features broke I'm back on my grizzly holmes and I cause major payne like damon wayans with kidney stones u secretly send me poems, but in public you beef I give you nothin but heat plus the cousin of sleep
Let me sport my Air Hyperbole 2010s in peace. (c) ansomble