Sp!t first so i cn kill

Yeah..I'll spit later..

Ya wateva

We nigaz do try 4eva/we never gv up/coz we are 2 good 2 break up/we move up if u hate us drop out/coz if u mess up/we mess wit u/we'l leave u feELN z blues/lyrical killer!letc b z healer/let dem feel z pain of a killer!/

Spit after the intervals..

Thz is da satan frm heven/ wake up @ 7 an slip @ 11/ walk bare fut frm Cape 2 Durban/ kil me wen Im slipin in bed/ why kil me wn Im alredi dead/ dnt giv u frwnz but I liv u sad/ how u gona kil me whn I prtctd wth a bazuka pruf an a basebal bat?

U say u a dev!l/bt u aint as ev!l/i dnt kill/bt i lyrickz kill pill,rhymez dat do nuting bt stand still/nah bazooka proof nd wit ur baseball bat,(i cn stil kill)snatch ya,bitch slap ya,remove dat proof nd pull out a gat/nd blow dis pet away/grab ur dead body nd throw it of the bridge/my bullet followz 4rm heven 2 durban /4rm seven to eleven

Ey mr lyrics,lets go 2 ultima!I aint batlin u ere,i wana make it universal.Naw am sayin. . .So i c u der,and pm me wen u popd.2much talkn bt shxt hapens. . .Check u der. . .-afterm-

Ayo when lyriczkilla stepd in,history waz rewritin/hold^in da wap down/confiscat^in da rap crown/my proces makin the hilest 2 da dopest drown/nd the wack no more//the reason why world war waz sucssesful/coz my lyricz waz more powerful/dat why makin my failior/ a reality iz an eror/so watch me raize terror/livin ya lyricz terifyed/u tryd bt the wordz wuldnt come out/niggaz lay low nd back out/b4 ya head iz ripd out/

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Lol.Wat ds nigga doin?Never saw a pic o a gun in ur life time o wat?Or u jus tryna mke ur thread decorative and shxt. . .

HIZTORY IS BCK... suckazinbunchez plz interprete

Killers not Rockerz.

da kila simz feltwow!u p of ur pant u ve bin delt wit clown!gt urazz down ofcuz re rily meltdown!

Youre no lyrical killer u a lyrical whore/ no fortune teller but ive seen this before/ u aint hot u jus make me snore/ ive got rhymes hotter than the suns core/ u asked for it i will gallop on your skill/ my hoovs kick harder than your mom on a pill/ dont try immitate like you from the slums/ ill hit till you bleed like a period from your mom/ call young Triad or mr young Ceejay/ ill have the hoes in yo home screaming 4 me go DJ.

I cn c u a furtune tela cuz u re sick 2d core

Shaev im realy not in the mood for beef so ill just ignore that.

WHOZ CALIN 4UR BEEF U UNNOSE SNIF

If yal claim 2b wat u re..u kno wot 2do...

STIL D SAME..NUTIN BUT ME!