jemorgan85
10+ year member
SPL Tactician
Chill out son, pack your own ice and listen
I don't play these games, my rhyme style will always glisten
I can run two circles around your flow without any regret
Take two caffeine pills because your shit made my pillow wet
I started snoring on the second line like a fat coke addict
Work the magic like Copperfield, I turn your signal into static
Make way for the unprecedented victor, I'll make you blink
Even your wrist begs you to stop, your shit dries your own pen ink
Like Mr. Reese's I'll chop you into pieces, there ain't no leases
I smoke the rhyme that you spit, go ahead and try to cease this
Cutting your wrist couldn't save you from this stampede
The blood would just up my lust, I cover the rest in greed
My rhymes are so accurate, they've been dubbed the next William Tell
I shoot this verbal arrow at Gauntlet, send his *** straight to hell
But that only compromises my integrity as the best
I wouldn't kill anyone, unless his own rhyme laid him to rest
R.I.P. to whoever the **** wants to battle me
I engrave on your epitaph, "See you in hell, homie."
I don't play these games, my rhyme style will always glisten
I can run two circles around your flow without any regret
Take two caffeine pills because your shit made my pillow wet
I started snoring on the second line like a fat coke addict
Work the magic like Copperfield, I turn your signal into static
Make way for the unprecedented victor, I'll make you blink
Even your wrist begs you to stop, your shit dries your own pen ink
Like Mr. Reese's I'll chop you into pieces, there ain't no leases
I smoke the rhyme that you spit, go ahead and try to cease this
Cutting your wrist couldn't save you from this stampede
The blood would just up my lust, I cover the rest in greed
My rhymes are so accurate, they've been dubbed the next William Tell
I shoot this verbal arrow at Gauntlet, send his *** straight to hell
But that only compromises my integrity as the best
I wouldn't kill anyone, unless his own rhyme laid him to rest
R.I.P. to whoever the **** wants to battle me
I engrave on your epitaph, "See you in hell, homie."
