freestyle

Yeah Back again allright Back again causing accidents fuck the accents I’m packing it up to pack a sucka punch knock you 1ft like a subway lunch Spit every verse like and advert so if im advertising im also getting bread like hovis and if you fuck with me I’ll show up at ya door like a Jehovah’s but know one be around to witness the blood and gory horror story of what’s about to be maybe a cut across you arms back and knee your all bark no bite trust me I’ll cut down your tree or send you so insane your go out like whitneee I’m like pac man eating all these dots while be chased by ghosts of my haunted past that tourtures me the most cos every time I aim for my goals it bounces of the post so I’m filled with another anger and ambition mixed with unlimited ammunition to have anyone who crosses me in a position to beat them submission that’s my mission fuck your Christmas wish list diabolically fucking it up your out of luck deliver bars cold like a ice cream truck so as soon as the beat drops you bitches better be lining up Cold killer with bars that sting like cracked lips in winter then inject my words with lip filler I spit iller and realer King Kong mixed with a silver Bigfoot bare back gorilla bbq style with a chargrilled taste it’s amazing I make you lips thin rip em to bits want my paper from music like a waiter bitches where’s my tips cos I’m supersizing my rhyme scheme back again out of nowhere how surprising that this whole song don’t make sense but I’m still connecting and sneaking toung twisty puns n rhymes in sticky syrup uk style aunt jermmima ting Back again ready to fight dark shadow back in the ring