I'm a lyrical master..turning words to disaster..untouchable like the ghostly casper//I spit rude rhymes..blow minds..without nines..make murderous scenes, undeniable crimes//powerful words, that never get lost..make you suffer, worst than the holocaust//I'm a true poet, and a real lyracist..I already have fans without having any appearances..I'm that true G y'all can't irresist..no need for back up, or your asist//God don't want me..death can't haunt me..I have so much evilness that society taught me//With this lyrical verse..I can make you burst..into tears, like when the lakers beat spurs//you better be loaded..and digital coded..I'm the new immortal beast, that just got premoted//I'll slice your neck..make you holler as loud as intake..cuz I'm ontop of the deck..looking for my next victim to wreck//Once I pull up in your lane..I'll shed your blood like cocain..Help the cannibals maintain..no need to explain//Those are for the sinners..I eat their corpses for dinners..share the rest like swingers..and make your family lick my fingers//If you nice as a nun..and claim as god's son..no need to run..with your type, I don't have fun//I'm haunting the whores..knocking them off course..closing the doors..making them come into my source//I'm the one that brings pain..I'm the one that floods rain..I'm the evilness that shower corpses with blood stains//I cause dramatical weeps..for all of your peeps..wrap corpses in sheets..and disturb all your sleeps//I tickle giving nightmares, I laugh making cries..I have fun bringing the suffering, and take glory per person that dies.......Birth sign: Cancer
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