It's May 19, 2024, 07:16:26 AM
what i drop is beyond hot, i burn a hole into the bed rock straight to the earth's corewhat you think chernobal was given birth for? to let loose radioactive pesticides and unearth sporeswhen i bury emcees alive they cry as the dirt poursrecords labels better take heed because i'll murk yoursthey'll regret tryin' to blackball me like interaction with cursed whoresi grab record execs by the face and leave their shirt toreto me kickin' it open is the proper way to work doorsworld war 1, world war 2, and Armageddon was ill but i'm the worst warthey assemble their troops to shoot in combat boots but i curse corpsthe estimated death toll from my battles are worth moremake tidal waves over pour and immerse shoresi will came back one day to get ya is what my verse swore