| Lyrics: | this is the best i could do from the low quality recording i have
Sneaking in
through the back door
All these Mc’s get ambushed rammed and squished, slammed and pushed
cramed and mushed
And moving on down from the right to left
So bite the meth and prepare
to fight to death
Get jacked attacked and cracked in 2
Smacked them through til your black
and blue for acting true
I’m treading like a man whose hair is all strands
Proof got me
sniffin on aerosol cans
I’m stalking I’m kicking, I’m choking, I’m stamping, I’m
coughing, I’m sticking, I’m poking and clamping em to and electric chair and tightening
bolts,
Hit em with frightening jolts of lightening bolts
I’m zapping rappers and singers
are dancing faster then you can snap your fingers for ransom
Cancer is in the flesh alive and
breathing surviving by conniving n thieving
I had a dream I was getting jacked by biters,
it felt like I was being attacked by spiders
Developing a fear of biterphobia, I’m holding a
gas can and lighter over ya
If I detect ya, I’m gonna pulverize dissect your brain digging in
your skull for lies
Then I’m gonna torture with material iller then a stark raving mad serial
killer
I’m more dangerous, then a loaded chamber is, a major risk to a plagiarist
So
beware of the aura, a tear for a whore, what will scare you tomorrow is an airborne assault of the
rappers
You have to start developing skills, I head for the border and run and get up them
hills
The choice is yours, this half ???ish noise has forced me to scream til my voice is
horse
Cause I’m sick of these average dogs that rap to grab at yours and stab at yours and
fight like Labradors
It would rage on my double barrel and your life was in danger trouble and
peril
I can’t under stand fliers, like they were camp fires, cause they apply these right on
my balls and clamp pliers, and swing on my dick, thing-a-majig, someone breaking my neck
room
for backup when I sing at my gig. Cause biters are falling head over heals enough with every rhyme
that I said over reels
That’s how I became paranoid, chewing my fingernails pulling my hair
annoyed
Cause every time your bit it was deliberate, so we can pull of the hit a little
quicker for an ultimatum I just off and slayed em with rhymes and its ultimatums are to be cold to
fade em. energetic and imaginative home now the verse gonna get some adjectives or reach out and
grab it 9 times out of 10 that’s why I’m spittin whatever rhymes without a pen |
