Gotta make a stang my verse

Gotta make a stang my verse

Its the one dat deez niggaz won't approach/ when I kicc it like a goal/ grip it like a pro/ shittin on deez hoes//

fixn 2 re-load/ nigga u a faggot so the tool get deep throat//who iz he tho/ wuz dat foolish mijo/ blew a green powt/ n den tootin sheep coc//

white as a cloud/ gettn a mean bean bitin one down// wrinkle up my face/ and I'm rippin up a wake//


get down quick quit/ when sig round spit/ 10 men fountain/ shit piss vomit/ wishes sounds n prayers n moans/ bear the chrome// gunsmoke my cologne// dat got da bitches runnin 2 me/ spittin dat game slicc from the uzi/ pool deep toolies u meat 2 G 2 the pitbulls starvin/ pistol yawks spit//
fuccin wit a nigga wit a silencer/ I will burn// niggaz quietly/ bigger shiney gleems//
hit um out iz Jordans/ body distortin probably organs /on the floor den/ divorce him from life/ lord he iz mine/ so I forced out iz spine/ tortue some minds grime grind time I'm a nigga dats inclined/ 2 shine 9 designs/ rhyme while u cryn/ wine down/ I'm now/ a nigga dat fucc wit da 6 4 and da 5 crowns//
FuCcn wit niggaz dats triple 6 reppin/ rip thru ya chest and send u 2 heaven/ a menu of lesson den den u r kept it/ a casket for blastin first/ crash ya hearse/ faggots hurt/ bloody like after births/ r.I.p prefixes baby mom maccin her//

I turn a gangsta 2 a gymnist/ when I bring dat triple 6 shit/ mystic hypsnist sin dats vivd/ lucid dreamin ,cool wit demons/ foolish screams its// no one 2 hear/ hopin u fear/ wut I kno wut wear// on my face a ski mask/ 3 drags, hit da weed pass/ one wool glove dats blue da other one black/ smother dum fast// Medical condition federal attention/ makin edibles from livin// chokin on his fear/ no one unaware/ but dem hoes don't got da hair// on dey chest jus breast// i kno some killaz wit ovaries/ but dey seen it too and noticing/ showin me / where u live/ tear throught ribs// paira 9s/ soundin like a snair from mine //u smellin like feces/ beez and maggots croundin around from c-u-e-t-e// rippin thru ya flesh and bones and blood on my red shirt walkn down street/ can't see wut I jus did cuz im tryna b descreet/
after dat a freestyle till tha chorus

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Music

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• Gotta make a stang
• PRLOM Child

[prlomchild]

i wus tryna show yall my mystic styles skulls tat

[sdubo210]

dope!!!!!! ive been tring to get that lord flow down usually i ride the beat,i got some horrorcore type shit involved in my tracks look at the page when ever bruhhh

[IordInfamous666]

sick man

[unknown666999666]

not bad...

dont smoke to much... bad for health )