Verse 1:
mad blood on the pen tip
here we go another wack fuck with a death wish
trying to act tough with a clenched fist
let's get him stabbed up in the entrance
it's time to mummify, I'll leave him wrapped up in intestines
quick discussion, big for nothing
I'd bet money that he's married to a distant cousin
really thought he was equipped but wasn't
lost to Jai Pera it was honestly a bit disgusting
I'm practically battling his ashes
thinking he ran shit, was never even actually a captain
living in a fantasy he magically inhabits
typing away with the personality of cat piss
born destined to die
'til then I'ma spit heat able to scorch enemy lines
when you appear a little more dead than alive
I'll carve a swastika on your forehead with a knife
Chorus:
you're never feared or trusted hear you bluffing
you can never be dope as the squad, zero gumption
you white supremist, of course you got the purest substance
only dope lines you've ever had was on a mirror busted
Verse 2:
the name's Lord of the Flies, you ain't morbid as I
you've waged war with a guy who may force you to die
I'ma get your face torn with rhyme
and then I'll die of old age trying to wait for a reply
now try and listen to this idiot's flow
but without fantasizing of running up and slitting his throat
simplest quotes, not even a little bit dope
feels like somebody is playing some ridiculous joke
I'm trying to figure out the issue and it has to be drugs
started typing on his keyboard and tragedy struck
battled so many wack fucks I'm practically numb
this is light work and in all actuality fun
let us have a bar fight to the death
sharp knife to the chest, followed by a shark bite to the neck
I've been dealing with a lot of dark nights with the pen
someone finally got me to start writing again
Chorus:
you're never feared or trusted hear you bluffing
you can never be dope as the squad, zero gumption
you white supremist, of course you got the purest substance
only dope lines you've ever had was on a mirror busted
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