blueslim
blueslim

fight music

fight music

10 Plays

17 Nov 2017

Lets get this shit started, rounding up my targets, take a trip into my mind of darkness, where the evil thoughts are harnessed! A killa beat , fire, heat upon mcs get burned like 1st degree, verbal murder on the scene , i just strive to earn the cream, too many days spent,in a dream, am shaking the shackles free, breaking the chains, release my pain on a page, coz inside, i can feel the fire rage, cremating the heavyweights in the game, with my warped mind and brain, Am wild i cant be tamed, im out on my ones looking to massacre the game, firing off lyrics with presicion like a snipers aim, staking my claim and projecting my name upon every stage i grace, coz music courses thru my veins, cremating words on a page am engaged in a battle for the brave! Spitting sharp darts, sever hearts like itchy trigger finger when the gun blasts, taking out targz as i march the paths doing nothing by halfs, i go large, with a lyrical art barrage, alone in my yard, comotosed, from the weed smoke and a pen in my palm, igniting the page fire, charisma and charm, my vocals are my arsenal of arms , exploding like a depth charge, ill rock your boat and leave your head sparked, lights out! on your body do the death march, on my resemey you can see every test passed! i excell on levels higher than the clouds lining, this stars shining, flying high like a 747 in the night sky, am headin worldwide , this game is my life and im tear shit up anyway that i like, so hot i melt mics, leave you spinning like your drinks spiked, turning apocolypic scribes to next level rhymes

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7 years ago

Lets get this shit started, rounding up my targets, take a trip into my mind of darkness, where the evil thoughts are harnessed! A killa beat , fire, heat upon mcs get burned like 1st degree, verbal murder on the scene , i just strive to earn the cream, too many days spent,in a dream, am shaking the shackles free, breaking the chains, release my pain on a page, coz inside, i can feel the fire rage, cremating the heavyweights in the game, with my warped mind and brain, Am wild i cant be tamed, im out on my ones looking to massacre the game, firing off lyrics with presicion like a snipers aim, staking my claim and projecting my name upon every stage i grace, coz music courses thru my veins, cremating words on a page am engaged in a battle for the brave! Spitting sharp darts, sever hearts like itchy trigger finger when the gun blasts, taking out targz as i march the paths doing nothing by halfs, i go large, with a lyrical art barrage, alone in my yard, comotosed, from the weed smoke and a pen in my palm, igniting the page fire, charisma and charm, my vocals are my arsenal of arms , exploding like a depth charge, ill rock your boat and leave your head sparked, lights out! on your body do the death march, on my resemey you can see every test passed! i excell on levels higher than the clouds lining, this stars shining, flying high like a 747 in the night sky, am headin worldwide , this game is my life and im tear shit up anyway that i like, so hot i melt mics, leave you spinning like your drinks spiked, turning apocolypic scribes to next level rhymes

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