[Vakill]
Vakill..
[Verse 1]
I'm a harbinger of death with a flow otherworldly
Cancer cluster that wasn't discovered early
sh*ttin on you 'til your body covered thoroughly
My quotes c*ckblock throats
'Til MC's unable to respond
Like I just told a homeless person a knock knock joke
Malicious; tattooed F.U.N. on my di*k
For "f*ck You n*ggas" while I poke fun at yo' b*tch
Leavin spitters missin vowels, sh*tters disemboweled
The last one you clearly wouldn't doubt
n*ggas won't consider dissin now
f*ck punchlines and metaphors; I settle wars
Spittin darts 'til puncture wounds look like an extra set of pores
I'm morally sick and auspicious, all vicious
Quick to jaw b*tches 'til they chin hit the ground like drawbridges
Potnah, yo' whole style Ichabod Crane
I'm leavin all you riders headless when I squeeze off these Sleepy Hollows
And pick apart brains, blow to smidgens
My sh*t on point like infrared scopes strapped on the ass of homing pigeons
[Scratched]
"It ain't nothin.." "It's simple ain't it? But quite clever"
"I'm the sickest"
[Verse 2]
I came lyrically known as the most foul clinic
Biochemist spittin' a mutated AIDS virus
Puttin n*ggas careers on cryogenics
I math with godly wrath when it go all
Like pinocchio eatin' pus*y while he takin' a polygraph
I'm bane on some angioplasty sh*t
Just f*ck you out of the frame into your nasty b*tch
Spit epic novels evil and episcopal
f*ck your respect, I done dropped two singles and already my rep is gospel
In this world of cutthroats
I'm a midget with a scalpel and a non remorseful grin
Circ*msizin' everything below the torso skin
You f*ckin' with the only one in the wet t-shirt contest with a dorsel fin
I spit fire faggots and fart in a flame
Backstabber, but I'm terribly takin part in a plan
Give a f*ck whatever, if your honor throw the book at me
I'm throwin' it back full of pubic hairs with the pages stuck together
I nut on CDs and sh*t on tapes
Far as vinyl, I'm the last cat you wanna see workin at a fast food joint
The way i spit on plates, none sicker
Sworn revenge like a driveby car with a rainbow bumper sticker
I'm lettin off a thick cream blast
Til the whole planet is sleepin in a wet spot with a well reamed ass
While you playin dreamcast and suckin so many of these rap n*ggas di*ks
Your mouths starting to look like a Scream mask
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[Verse 3]
I'm sick by design surely because I shine jewelry
With blind fury, the underground assigned jury
Try to accuse me of being too jiggy and sh*t
Disregarding the fact that I'm Christ-like nice with mass purely
Draw me with thorns and a bracelet to match
I'm matter but known to make car stereos and n*ggas faces detach
Quintessentially dark intregal, poisonous tips to heart ventricles, spit ink like I was anatomically part tentacle
Subliminal Vakill disses echo past ya
While I squeeze off til your f*cking dosely echo plaster
Code malice streets got my soul callous
But I'm nice like twelve deciples
Sip my blood from a dope chalice, sh*t
My worst effort is madness in reverse method
sh*ttin' with a jamaican work ethic til this game b*tch unfold
And n*ggas grip my nuts so tight
I don't know whether to spin or tap out to submission hold
Hook 2x