Born broke, beat up and honked at Gimme an uzi and you suckas get the back I'll bust your like a watermelon And as you you'll find your brain swellin'
go ooo so solo who so Deads themselves with death die Don't ask why, my uncopiable Some try but just too sloppy so Thou shall not closer
'Cause all the suckas who bite'll blow up like an I'll stamp a dead on your forehead And as soon as ya say a lyric dead X marks the spot your body falls
Then I'll grab your soul and roll 'cause my calls So all you suckas get the out my way When I drop the mic say, homie, don't play
The U N H O L Y, of a helly I'm like the Devil in your body, writin' bite me on belly 'The Exorcist', the Devil's groove keeps flowin' Turn out the lights and my body glowin'
In that's 'cause I'ma pee on reality The U N H O L Y There's a evil minds but only one devil Of the dog turnin' back on 'cha get But don't forget I hit like no You see my rhyme is like a pillow, made to smother
Try to diss me, I'ma murder ya, I never ya A son of a gunner and I'ma kill a a ya Somethin' never seen, put you in a guillotine
The psycho me as a killer teen When I drop the mic parents pray Get the fuck out my way 'cause homey don't
Break out the Water, as I slaughter Better change last name 'cause I'm goin' in alphabetical order And it won't stop 'cause I stop the tick, tick, a tick, tick, a tick, tock , a tick tock
Can't you get it through your That it can't get no 'cause my lyrics already dead? Hopin', wishin', prayin', someday I'll what I'm sayin' But I can't, it seems like I'm possessed somethin'
The U N H O L Y, my mind jumpin' Get up, get to the rhythm of death Suckas thinkin' I'm a break Them suckas fallin' every I lose my a breath
But still, I don't stop to the One time, one and I still blew your mind Every time I the mic I bet everybody say Homie don't play
Every I kick shit, it's labeled as wicked shit try to bullshit 'cause I'll fill you with bullets and shit Rappin' with my red head, some say my dead what I'm rockin' then you're sayin' what insane said
Suckas are suicidal, is homicidal I'm comin' inside your mind and I'm takin' title You wanna be me but can't see me 'Cause I'm a ghostwriter, funky, fresh
Not unless I get my point My illin' and illin's what I to do If you bite my lyrics, I'm after you Not physically but mentally, instrumentally
If you listen too hard, it kill instantly I can get in doubly until I see your work You're thinkin' so hard, you're fake, me 'cause mind hurt you pass out you'll have to say Get outta that nigga way, man" 'cause don't play