this here rap, beat is spooky ass hell,

hey chicago's six,its really,really,kind of spooky,fucking spooky how you keep on dropping all these rhymes out your fucking brain,all that i really,really,wanna know do that muthfucking brain of yours ever take a muthfucking time off,all i can straightup tell you just fucking mind your own fucking business "boy",up in this muthfucking rap,rap,game,you see my brain dont straightup need no muthfucking sleep up in this here rap,rap,game,im a straightup computer up in this here booth,steady putting it down with straightup "Hot"bars,too straightup "stop", all you fucking haters and BIGOPS,dead in your tracks, with just one dealy blow up off my microphone,cause i know that all you haters and BIGOPS,really,really,dont want none of this here funk coming straightup at you,you can't try too duck or hide,if i really,really,wanna cold drop a bomb on your ass up in this here rap,rap,game,chicago's six,be straightup spooky as hell up on this here beat,with that funkified electified juice,that straightup continue too straightup flow right through this here microphone,just like dr.jackel &mr.hyde,im a big ass monster up in this here rap,rap,game, roaming street up through your neigborhoods with enough juice too jump start your whole crowd,with enough power and sound,too shut all you haters and BIGOPS down,up in this here rap,rap,game,coming straightup from chicago's six,spooky as hell up in your hood with my death defiring sound,straightup from the underground. its strsightup kind of spooky just how i be putting all these dope fucking tracks down,coming straightup out my brain,maybe its because im already insane up in this here rap,rap,game,