Spectrum

I’m on the end of the spectrum aiming for your rectrum moving with momentum going to bedlam dropping bombs everyday like Nagasaki falling like Kamikaze I’m writing my prophecy my odyssey my legacy my trilogy morbidly can stop what the fortune tellers have foreseen I’ve got bee knees I’m all brawn and no brains I don’t give a shit bout your asthma shooting like captain plasma we corrected lung this sh it like voodoo it’s just all deja vu I’m dazed and lazy and maybe all but crazy I need some closure your just a fucking posure hotter then a model I don’t live in a palace in Dallas this ain’t the trap house this the rap house gonna make you tao out lil bitch take a nap your feeling my flows like your bout to feel my blows your face tone is whiter then a bone I’m a lone wolf I’m in the end of the spectrum aiming for your rectrum moving with momentum going to bedlam im making one hell of a killing im up in my feelings