almighty u-sorcerer - kill bill (reprise) lyrics
[verse 1 – thahiphophead]
the harbinger of death approaches, y’all better harken close
the sharks enclose around your boat, wanting to see your carcess float
meanwhile the harbor folk spot you, but are afraid to aid you
you’re running out of determination, better pray to jesus
no spiritual lyrical miracle, just a mercenary with a mic
leaving suckas cut with a knife, struck with trife, end of their life
like martin luther the monk, and andre benjamin, i’m an outcast
i’m harmin’ like lucifer, on my way to get bread, then ghost fast
my enemies depend on me, i’m their source of energy
the day my verbal sk!lls degrade will be the death of me
i’ve tried everything in the book, i gotta design new ways to dead fiends
hectic hecklers get necks disconnected, then play fetch with the head, see
the -ss-ssin and me, attackin’ foes who envy, then leave them empty
get into your mind, and blare out my lines, drive you into a frenzy
the darkest you imagine isn’t as dark as the depths of insanity
intelligence, and craziness go hand, and hand, intensely immense, see?
[verse 2 – kuzgun]
you juggalo dip shits couldn’t juggle no crip shit
or no blood shit, get the fanatical fuck off facebook, you imbecilic nitwits
when i was born, i spit out that government chip, b-tch
you aren’t a rapper, fuck off, f-ggot, jerk off to some minions
you motherfuckers know that i’m directly next to the lineage
to murder these line-fabricating, gastonading alabama weezies
running over orphans in a line, while i’m on some fucked up lines
but obviously make sure that it’s brock’s daddy’s lamborghini
so we only catch 6 months, right after drugging and fucking chicks’ c-nts
and getting them ripped up, i think the psych that said i’m fucked up’s right
but i do prefer the term insane, if
i wasn’t it, shit, would i be bludgeoning all functioning kids, and eating their remains, b-tch
and slaughtering babies for their parents’ grammar mistakes?
i’ve took more motherfucking heads than karinne’s given
i’m the kawhi to your bonner, these niggas ain’t even a scott williams to my pippen
[bridge – jc -ss-ssin]
i never needed to modify to their thesis, no apologize
these pieces, picked for spotify, completed homicide
left burning, reverend singing your last sermon
my semen in your b-tch, uma thurman…
[verse 3 – jc -ss-ssin]
determined to destroy demons and diversion
deadly discernment, dissecting divergent
virgins, they determent just turned to excursion
no autistic, anabatic alien, i’m allergic
i’m urgent, bury the competition in the gasoline
above absence, abusive anymore and i’m amputee
manicure a mainline catastrophe, manatee
knock your top up, fuck the antifreeze
play the patience, get the presentation
hesitation, pull the pistol, i’m penetrating
entertainment, taking over population
i’m popping pussy, pollen play, with that pollination
constellations staring dead into your eyes, are you sure you’re prepared
war i declare, niggas don’t get impaired
nothing i will share, go compare with alternative
acting conservative, i’m preservative…
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