[VERSE 1] (Kyle Spear)
You can bank on a villainous danger, scraping scrilla, the veins I sever spilling the pain, mix with vanilla, the cream is ruling everything around me, break on the scene, I’m living life as a fiend, I need a knife & the screams..
Are haunting me, I brought with me the harmony to vomit prophesies, the Dahmer mixed with Dalai Lama comma Achilles, the mockery of pop atrocities committed in the name of god, I shock & freeze, I’m lopping these heads away, I run the game, you’re an apostrophe, I gotta be a rocker, see?, the fuck?!, you thought the Spear would let you hock a shot at me?!..
Karate beat mixed with a shot of sodomy, I violate your arteries & fly away on magic carpets, see?, I’m frying all of this rap shit like omelettes, mix it with Comet, spit in it then mix with ramen, hits from the lips like vomit bitch, true grit when I vomit this scripture, come along, get the picture, S-P-ear drinking varnish.. (ishh!)
KS, I’m ominous, P.S. I’m bombing this remix, no stopping this, hocking spit at the populous, JK I love you all, CDs for all of y’all, headache, gotta vacate, brain rape, where’s TChase with the Tylenol?.. (fucking head is killing me!..)
Where’s TChase with the Tylenol?..
[VERSE 2] (TChase)
Right here, yeah you can get it how you live it, just look at how you spitting, see how I be living & the thanks that I was given, like all you bitches tripping while pages I be ripping, this mic that I be gripping with the lines that I’m equipping..
Looking at a girl with a big long beard, everyone know that I got no fears, smoke some crack & I open a beer, tryna make rap my damn career, now you know I got the flow to give your ass a headache so why you gotta act like that?, I swear that I am ready, yelling mayday on the mic, saying mayday on the mic, rappers saying heyday, yo, they saying payday on the mic, I got the medicine, I’m peddling, you meddling, I’m trembling, call me Thomas Edison, hopefully you won’t let em in, killing all you gremlins, set it in & getting into trouble, I ain’t never been, so watch me hustle.. (yeah..)
& now they wanna get with me?, but they don’t understand I’m doing all this shit for free!, & they don’t wanna tell me nothing that’ll help me out, I see we’re living in a world where everyone gotta drown in doubt but I gotta make it out before my body gets cold, everyone knows that I got this flow, as I grow old what I was told it folds & makes me bold, your soul was sold to a devil’s reject, I hope you regret everything you did to make him select you as a sacrifice, I ask for life & I ain’t even nice, sad to say I know one day I’ll have to pay the fucking price, bitch!..
[VERSE 3] (Kyle Spear)
Switch tag, split you fricking fags, wicked swag, sickened lads ironclad & strapped with cryo-mags, dissect like bio class, dialect like hieroglyphs, wreck you with a writer’s dick, Kyle spit like a fighter jet, dragon with fire spit, magnum with cryo-clips, bag em & tag em, TChase, drag em to the fire pit!, (NO!, NOOO!..)
Then I will lie a bit, rest up & write some shit, & in the night have my vampire bitch desire dick.. (c’mon baby..)
Enter the lion’s den, the seedy underground where we don’t fuck around, lucky to be above the ground, Kentucky fry you like my omelettes, make you vomit, yucky!, snuck in with a 30 case of Bud, bitch starts to sucky-sucky..
That’s pretty much how shit goes, that’s pretty much how I flow, that witty shit, round it goes, spinning in my dome like a tornado, spitting at a whore, “Yo, hey, yo!, shack up with a born playa, when I’m finished, yo, hoe pay up, no freebies, no way slut!”, these are just words so do not get it twisted up, I’m angry at the world a little, angry in my gut, so when I get together on a feature, think shit up, the creature is released & E.V.P.s are seeping through the cut, mother fuck!..
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