Team:
Pink Ninjas
Category: rap
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Come through, spit these rhymes on some flip




Relentless, killing fools with these hip hits
Sick I be when I mimic a messiah on the brink of insanity
No one can see what lies between fake and veracity
I’m on killing spree
Poppin’ off fools with my vulgarity
They’re ill to me
Fool, I’m sadistic
And you’re the masochist
You enjoy what I put out whether it’s complex or simplistic
smurf a lyrist, bitch, I’m rapist
It’s twisted, these verses are heavy like a red brick
Gotta keep ya head in check if you wanna bare it
Cuz I’m the maverick from Top Gun
Son, I blow one…blow two
And then those bishes is through
They fell sick from this vindictive pursuit
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