Mental’s of dem children prayin in dem grave fires
circles of insane tryers
who wont stop fuck a beat down
sentence souls to death fuckin wit me clown.

Menace (freestyle)
Hear dat whistler in da fuckin dark
I’ll let it spark i be as
Loyal as a fuckin dogg
but a menace 2 da fuckin heart
boy yu don’t wanna start
Engraved in blood
was my own name
I will sign ‘em off like a pack of cocaine
Feel it wit a fuckin rythm
and let it go haywire
Mentals of dem children prayin in dem grave fires
circles of insane tryers
who wont stop fuck a beat down
sentence souls to death fuckin wit me clown
as ruthless as i want be
i speak it towards my history
a universal out reach
My victory is not my peak
And dat was wat they taught me
So how da fuck could they out box me
Like golden shone wit diamonds
twinkled flausey
my voice was like a hot seat
so speak up when yu talking
at least enough to get across yur walking
wuts yur status wit a fuckin pen
I have no crystal balls to show my futures end
but for now guess i will use my head
they gave me reason for my rhyme instead
and da shit was kind of shots in da dark
dats wut it did to my heart
i was in situations wit no head start
it just kinda sprung on me
like dirty sniffed laundry
my funk it leaves ‘em groggy
not 2 mention i gets ill wit eyes dats watching
like dis belonged to rocky
Be a champ until I reach my pint box,
Just let it speak a menace was here
Stampin legends of tears

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  • Lucy on Dec 12, 2012

    You can’t spell.

    rythm? Seriously?

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