saahhhb Dale 🛑

motherfucker called fale riddle he a little pickle he gots little man syndrome screems into his earphones he wanna be a gangsta so bad its causeinh him rankar he he what a wanker sits in a diaper and whas*+6 all day so gay acting like he Mohammad sli or Hitler lil'prick In a world where the fake riddle spins like a vinyl, Got a little pickle, but I’m slicing through the final, Every syllable’s a missile, watch ‘em fizzle, it’s primal, While he’s stuck in his dimple, I’m the beast in the rhino. Little dude’s in a pickle, he’s tickled by the cycle, I’m the lyrical rifle, aiming straight for the vital, Got the mind of a psycho, flipping scripts like a title, While he’s stuck in denial, I’m the king of the trial. Spitting venom like a viper, every line is a cipher, He’s a shadow, I’m the light, I’m the fire, he’s a lifer, Got the game on a tightrope, balancing the strife, But I’m breaking through the glass, living life like a sniper. Fale riddle, little pickle, you’re lost in the mix, While I’m stacking these bars, you’re just folding like bricks, In the shadow of a giant, but I’m climbing up quick, This is chess, you’re just a pawn, watch me flip with the tricks.