by Rain Matrix » Mar 1st, '07, 07:35
u can leave Tr with Free Scars, yur on a Site Messing with tha Type Weapon
u'll be in classes 4 Stryfe Prevention, not fucking with me is a Life Lesson
yur Peplexed Right There, I'm ya Text Nightmare, it's a Real Fight If Words Pin Me
I'm Percieving a True Kill, Who Ill, I'm Teaching U Skills, so I Feel Like Mister Finney
yur my Nautious Hostage, Not Fit 2 Drop This, keep talking we Bang Tha Snitch
my Valid Keys Ballad Free yur Fatality's a Technicality, Reality 4 Tapanga's Bitch
a Flowing Punk, only spitting sick if he Blowing Chunks, his Toy Speech Hurled
u Lyrically Fake Tha Thing, like yur Spherically Awakening it's Boy Meets World