Rhyme Killa

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Yeah, the catholics get away with real life loli porn
Poligon wrote an article about theyr holy son
Falling apart, the fast shit is nothing more than that
Get the rubber off your dick, The pillow needs to relax
I drip the wax on your back, Arouse you as soon as you come back
F*ck the everloving shit out of you, i blow your back out
I black out, its too much for an old soul like me
I may be young, but after all not my psyche
Im likely to die by my suicidal tendencies
The fancy things taught me that a proof is vital
Move aside bro, screw your life bro, she tried to get a knife yo
Why you wanna stab me after all, i wanna cry hoe
Its a nice joke, doesnt harm anyone i think?
People shouting warnings after my skit
And im falling a bit
Sewing it in, cause i dont really give a shit
Which day was the last one you rubbin your clit
F*ck off, get your head outta your own ass
Nobody wants to pound you fast, ugly, full with sass
Kim K would be proud if you swelled up like her tits
With her huge ass lips, inject the venom in your shit
A proud woman, but your temper is a problem
As soon as you caught em, you wanna stab em till they vomit
They roamin the homeless, only want a place to stay
Dont chase em away, on day you'll need em anyway
Im just a rhyme slinga, a rhyme deala
Rappin about everything that comes in my mind chika
Criticus the name in the game, Rappin about everything, call me the rhyme killa
im the rhyme killa
(Aw shit)
Im just a rhyme slinga, a rhyme deala
Rappin about everything that comes in my mind chika
Criticus the name in the game, Rappin about everything, call me the rhyme killa
im the rhyme killa
Rapid fire, im my own therapist
Where are the collectors of my bag of tricks
And im faster than this, my fist fits into the satchel
The fractured memories take me back to
where it all began, these people tellin me
How heavenly my soul feels like
Lemme share you my recipe
A little bit of happiness, a little bit of suffer
A little bit of weed and it makes you really tough dude
Let the energy flow through your system
I dont care if you missed, need to piss off then yo
If they wanna start somethin serious
Let them know that youre curious, act like youre furious
Your idea is a mindset, denial is mindgames
Show em your behind and tellem how much time takes this
The game of the ones who survived
Blame yourself cause your ass is deprived of sleep
Im just a rhyme slinga, a rhyme deala
Rappin about everything that comes in my mind chika
Criticus the name in the game, Rappin about everything, call me the rhyme killa
im the rhyme killa
(Aw shit)
Im just a rhyme slinga, a rhyme deala
Rappin about everything that comes in my mind chika
Criticus the name in the game, Rappin about everything
Call me the rhyme killa
Im the rhyme killa
(Im the rhyme killa)
(Im the rhyme killa)
(Im the rhyme killa)
If they got the chance to meet me, thats what it feels like
Happiness is the key, thats why it feels right
It feels tight to work with people who truly understand
A plan aint gonna work if you aint packin with your hands
Wrappin up the dirt in your life
Pack it with some rappin
Put a beat by Ultima and let the hands clappin
Some mixin done by Jaza, Recorded at the twenty-five
We do this shit with quality, Like a pretty petty wife
Luring up the new beats, like the kids and Pennywise
We carry knifes only to parry our attacks
From the front to the back
Got our weed in our backpack
If they backtrack my words and vocables
They soon find out that i tell no fables
Im able to tell stories, and even If a few are listenin
Its worth every second, every single thing

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