@moderator_en #untitled not 1st second or third I'm in dead last still flipping you the bird dipping to the curb with a whip fulla herbals and lip fulls of verbals tryin not to swerve all Into oncoming traffic dealing with this nerve wrecking static everyday reliving a grisly scene in my attic more extreme than necessary in the gramatic I'm a gram addict who can rhyme on automatic not to have it got the havoc got to have it automatic splat sick lake placid I dont take acid may get drastic go jurrassic and eat you all the way to the triassic and even if I get my ass kicked ima fast pick to lick any fo or chick on my way to the door so you can stick to Mc ima pick the mcs and sees to please the next mrs. to be fuck this disease ima rip his piece off and ship it to his niece wrapped in fleece and charge 5 grand a piece before each testicle is released when your up against an army doin it's best to disarm me before I diss harm the only One Wanting to give me a shot before I piss all In the face of the ace who has me sitting in his place retracing every step that lead to this position sitting here bitchin itching to proclaim I'm a Christian still battling mischief in religion Stuck in a season of treason hes in over his head pleasing with no reason but hes seizin the beat with no release or retreating rhyming his piece so elite like the heat that hes in believe me anyone who sees him can see that hes grieving his heads so fucked up he dont know what to believe in for his stress there is no relieving except for this flow that hes thieving waiting for an emcee to sink his teeth in on the brink of beefing with the commander in chieftain who's saying damn you're a heathen I cant believe d12 left you breathing let alone with a flow steady seething a wee thing now wheezing fighting a displeasing disease that's crippled me with no releasing this leasing of the life I'm realizing I'm real times my demising still rhymes kill thymes chill climbs uphill its the please and thank you that have them concerned when id rather just bank you and to be frank too blend you up and drank you did my flow just shank two like kang lou to see me hang Zeus while I hang loose and fang deuce no dang truce I'm spraying propane juice with profane use of advantageous truth that man wages wars with brutes seeking after the love he wasted in his youth an to taste the pudding where in lies the proof