Rare Form by Locksmith
The dynamic is gigantic, despite panic
I lie in a white hammock and write like I like Xanax
Bite of a slight manic
Depressing your light�s damaged
I strike with the left brain despite that I�m right-
handed
And I fight, damn it, the life of a tribe bandit
That lies with the same type of spite that got Christ
branded
God damn it, what kind of shit is he on
I can tell a buster by the structure of his genome
You see I speak on a whole other level
I expose the tail and rip the horns from the devil
Of course I�m a rebel, shit, more so than ever
My course flow will sever your whole torso whenever
I�m the motherfucking problem feeder
And if that nigga�s the best then I�m a goblin eater
Your aspirations will make you an apparation
Your lack of an occupation will have you in laceration
You�re wack, face it, you�re acting?, in fact I�m
waitin
To strap you inside a strap and then slap you in
affirmation
Pussy nigga don�t be tripping with a psycho
I�ma have your pussy dripping blood like a cycle
And I know I can only get so far
Plus I�m from the Bay so I�m stuck below those bars
And I know you think we all flow below par
But you gotta admit that I�m the sickest nigga so far
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