Lyrics:
Adrenaline rush a sentence from the pen & it's done
The venomous one, my spit sent & ur stunned
Developin sons, I tuck you under my sheets
Never pay to support you & ya moms who my brides be
Sugar lips so I speak sweet, mean teeth streak
I never liked vegetables but I eat beats(beets)
My grill spills ill skills & still will
You feel thrill's chill til a real drill shrills
Try & win, pile in, yall in dire need
I earn this wit an iron fist & irony(iron this/iron knee)
Finally, the thunderstorm has arrived
I absorb, citrus while an orange is dried(sit rest)
head but this butthead it's seen as more
Of an oxymoron than a shogun wit a real sword(show gun)
Mind produce hit lyrics, rhymes too infinite
I'm So sick wit it that the swine flu pigs get it
pretty sick bro, keep it up.
OffNetwork 9 months ago