throat Skeeter

{gang gang] throat popper neck breaker get your hoe wetter than a river I go savage in the booth make teeth loose hit a bitch with my backhand like I was batman in Gotham choking out all the two-faced wannabe murder victims ended up missing like the four one one mane killer energy when I'm on beats every verse needs a priest crucify me in the eyes of Christ look I don't give a fuck about pulling it backwards watch it spill out on the pavement stacking up murders like it was pay day Wednesday it's your coffin day better be watchin when I am stepping with this four-four thang in my hand mane yeah it is Mister still inside your sister she let's me fuck cause of my drugs yeah better not sleep I put mother fuckers on ventilators you gonna need this gun for me wear a vest cause your not blessed no matter what you think I will come Brun down your house with a lighter and some kerosene, yeah i don't fuck with you cause you sound like a bitch and loose I'm like Bruce Lee I never lose to you, that's why your girl lookin at me cause I abused better get a pope try to exercise this devil hoe you in denial put you in heaven like Stefan that's right I'm creeping up in the streets with this blade tucked in looking for another Victor to turn victims I made the room go static when I pull out my four-five yeah it's automatic you're blood pressure high now you will meet Jesus,Yeah, yeah, turn that shit up! Bass in the the trunk, make the whole damn block jump, Came with a bad attitude, middle fingers up, I don't fuck with you cause you don't have skills to compete I'm versatile in my rhyming you gonna need some hardbars just to show up just to blow out like a tire on a truck I show-out I'm here to come collect like you was in debt you were debating about it that why I was in your grievance looking for the moments to saver like favor cookin in the kitchen cookin up a caucasian, like it was a occasion yeah I'm in my primetime bout to go off like a primer without a timer head rimer i chin ya none in my timeline can do it better than me in streets you will sleep i am a beast hit them with the mack eleven two stepin now you in heaven heads expanding when i hit it with a bat you gonna collapse neck snap motherfuckers need to relax when i jump on the track i go attack then I circle round back pulled up in the blacked out phantom with the tinted glass pedal to the floorboard burning up the brass you got hit with a full clip loaded and i never aim to misss end a little message with a supersonic kiss.they were talking reckless now they running out of breath leaving every single rival in a state of sudden death got the city on lock and i never drop the keys walking through the kingdom Im bringing giants to their knees gang gang throat Skeeter pill popper hoekiller