Author Topic: THA SICKNESS IN ME II.... im always sicker (Read 189 times)

maxi-padz · « **on:** January 18, 2002, 10:39:03 PM »

lol@quick keystyles

Lucifer's design within my mind i behold ur prize nothing but demise/
Hataz rhymes is about as hot as ice and there flow is about as thick as the accent they provide/
I'll dicapitate ur bar lines with lyrikal knifes u'll end up held captive by my mastermind rhymes within the chamber of time/
I'll anticipate ur rhyme before u pre-write and rip that shit to shreds with all the words i combine/
The sick vibes up held by my own rhymes leave u traped within the cranium of ur own mind/
Im gonna dis-engage a full phase of lyrikal play that will leave u amazed in between each phrase/
Hataz i bust rhymes u supposely bust guns but u still no show like u left ur vest at home but even when i bust cum ur entire flow gets stuck/
I defy any foe with lyrikal blows that brake bones within toughts a milli second is long enough for me to defy any foe/
my Rhymes must be dope cuz u sniffin em like coke im about as hard as stone and ur about as weak as ur flow/
Caus u couldnt defy my flow if u spit ur verse trough a megaphone/
The devil u have just provoked cuz this battle u lost before u spoke/
Caus the only time u spit hot is when u reventalate cofee from ur lungs/
Shit u couldnt spit hot if i shoved magma down ur throaght and punched u in the gut to help u lyrikaly bust/
Caus my unholy flow u may never touch its like trying to cut the devils tongue/

half battle half hard-core jsut mixen it up.. hope ya enjoy.. caus im back bitches...

~1~