deliver

brotha lynch hung

ahh

i rap poisonous

i sent him his liver

fill you up with rat poisonous

i'm venomous when i

run up in 'em

put the gun up in 'em

deliver his dinner

it was liver and intestines

i'm doo-dooin' on your vest

yeah

sittin' on the records and shittin' on niggas records

when i spit

my veins pop out

it's like my neck hurt

i'm playin' monopoly

you niggas playin' checkers

better start rappin' better before i put one in your sweater

you don't wanna get the chokehold

you sound like you been swallowin' cum

listen at your vocals

i'm sellin' hella records

nigga

you doin' all them broke shows

so nobody came

you couldn't even hire the po-po

you local

nigga

i get all around the us

i spit that shit that'll make you have to wear two vests

i'm a cool mess

grr

my verses give you throat cancer 'cause of what i wrote and some

i'm charlie manson

grr