Tanner Mccary
Tanner Mccary

the operator

the operator

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5 months ago

the operator of the murdeous beats. im solo want even catch my demons lurking with me. im turning hell into a circus got em working for me. theres no way you can extinguish the fire burning in me. to many degrees the heat replenishing cant let the enemy breath. im spit and configure these lyrics quick as unlimited Internet speed i am a different breed. i know they go hypercrit me. wish it was getting at me ya bitch wanna kick it with me i told her play her position she fucked around skinned up her knees. sick when i sneeze still got some tricks up my sleeve hustle i sniff out the cheese chemical warfare check my dna nobody wicked and twisted as me. get with the scheme nah give me ya spleen some of you live in a dream. reality about to kick in in a instant and you go be wishing someone intervened. these industry individuals typical if you surrender then you aint original. i am a criminal so police keep a visual searching me touching my genitals should be illegal the way I distribute syllables always been unpredictable making it difficult you can study me all you want, but my next move is invisible a inconsiderate imbecile going below the subliminal then i get ridiculed, but most of yall fictional, yall dont wanna get physical yall here for the minimal, me ima be unforgettable, better tie up ya tennis shoes. i do what it do, i dont need a crew, welcome to my interview. unc i turn around quicker pivotal a unforgivable inconsiderate physcoanalytical imbecile checking and wrecking you better not overcorrect it. its motion detected i hope that you ready. you lower than petty. im cold as the yeti. its tanner mccary and donut nothing scare me think you about it im busting ya cherry. running ya mouth but hiding like yall in witness protection. make ya bitch give you up quicker than she woulda given me head or directions deliver the message you better rememeber lyrical living legend, before its said and done and im dead and gone i'll leave my name on top of this wreckage. whats for breakfast grillin you all then marking you off my checklist you might there jaws but wait til you see these mother fuckers neck twist. don't stumple upon a deathwish

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