Curses in chruch, delete you from the surface of earth

Curses in chruch, delete you from the surface of earth

what the fuck is deal - long time no see
im coming to kill all y'all jive ass peeps
ain't nobody live as me when I rhyme my frees
there ain't no limit for what my mind can reach
we out here on the hustle playin hide and seek
in the parts where the mentality is what you find you keep
surrounded by liars and creeps hired to creep
up behind you and just start to fire the heat..
I admire you scemes.. ringtone rappers
never catch our fingers snappin but our millies clappin
silly faggots dressed up in pink fashion
type of shit that make your fuckin wig splatter
spit textures like I'm hittin a clip atcha
never catch another muhfucka with this sick swagger
the mothefuckin bitch tapper, rib cracker
kidnapper, fucking pig, a real bastard
You just chit chater.. can you walk the walk?
Not without legs if you keep talk the talk
alright simple earthlings.. class is in session
give you bastards a lesson sit ya ass on the benches
Recognize, Ill take the back to the essence
give you a sample of the best when I craft to perfection
Fuck your life, I make your past to the present
I'm clappin the weapons in a matter of seconds
You don't know who's your father
all you know is he sould've..
used a rubber when he screwed your mother
I'm super gutter, I'll make the lugers pop ya
You stupid fuckers messin with a ruthless monster
A shootin mobster, hit ya ass with stray bullets
as I'm spittin that shit that you lames couldn't
I aim.. pull it.. there's a name on this bullet
Talk slick now with your fuckin brains in the sewers
nah I don't get blessins, I take crowns..
when I make clowns paralyzed from waise down
I get rich on your behalf.. I'm runnin with guns
But that don't stop me from stealin money from bums
I'm cursin in churches while I'm fuckin with nuns
or yo catch me outside some school hustlin drugs
I'm the illest..  but what's new under the sun?
You know the deal son - I come for ya ones
As a matter of fact I will even battle for scraps
Give me a opponent and put a grand on the match
Watch me handle these cats as fast as I can
so ill I leave you beathless like panic attacks
little bitches.. make you wish you never was born
and after I settle the scores I'm headed for more
leave you dead on the floor, I get the last laugh
you bad cats raps wack, you're mad trash
frontin like you pack gats but you never clapped that
while I turn your appartement to fuckin Bagdad...