Oi lad you all good

Fucking sick

Discusting

Oi cunt

Its my bad

I've been wack from the jump

Charging on blunts

Should i pass to the devil

My mentals never been settle

It's detrimental to stomach

Got a grudge against

These other up and coming

Cunts they bump

Don't give a fuck about runner up

I'm above the flood

Like Noah's ark

Watch your Lungs fill up while your gasping blood

Harden up

Still an artist

I'm just retarded

While you were passing your classes

Was passing out shards in parks

Fuck i think bars are better raw

Pencils drawn like a weapon

Watch them withdraw like fentanyl

Death is a clever threat

If raps a bitch

Then I'm fucking her

Dumping cum in her jugular

Pumping the roughest drugs

Till i slump and I'm fucking munted

Nah fuck this cos I'm sicker then make wish

Get your face lifted with bricks

Till I shave your brain with the tip

And I respect all the veterans for the bitumen

But I could never picture me spitting

With them on a instruments

Im not for gore

Im just a pawn of it

From porn of it

I get withdrawals

And have to cool it

And walk to my drawer

Down the hall of corpses

And flick through em all like ornaments

Ill kick the jaw off a contortionist and pause the twist

I'll scrape my brain with a serrated blade to feel a buzz

After i grate it

Take it to the face and taste the blood

Maybe im playing huh

Mate i was raised in mud

Racing down the trail of crumbs

A shame the fame ain't waiting up

Im waking up

Now im face to face with my fait

Its fucked

Make up my brain

Bud do you mind

Its been erased from drugs

So i keep trying

To fucking keep it in line

But im lieing

I think im fine with it

Getting fryed of the high of it

Dont talk smack lad

Thats blasphemist

It acts like this

Stunt of satanic practices

Through the cracks of an activist

So sick of death threats why

The fuck aren't i dead yet

These words hurt

So like no kerser

Cant be deadset

Skitzo way off of the rails always rushing like I'm Niko

Twitching, snatching, fangs out, lashing rappers like a freakshow

Jaw clenched, eyes wide i rape blokes when they seem close

Grin wide, bat raised sending rappers 6 low

Cry about our bars too bad we never had the ethos

Your favourite rapper's actually just a crackhead turnin emo

You backin fatties sayin that he packs I think he eats those

Spat at Brat repeat it back to see a spastic treat hoes

Whiskey flaccid, piss habits still fucking this beat though

Turn your favourite rapper up so Dingoes track where sheep go

Rip em into ribbons if they run then they get heatstroke

Leave these rappers dead quick, heads rolling down creek slopes

I will get into it listen

Multisyllabics so intricate you couldnt stick a pin in it to stitch your lips

Your gimmicks are ridiculous ill bend your brittle image like its a bitch thats never lifted shit

The wickedness is infinite

You should be more deliberate

Instinctively be vigilant

Just like youre moving militant

Im wigging out slurring words like offense to left

Blockin tiktok rappers same way id erect a fence

I wreck defence listen here i demand respect

Expect a ransom pages long, youre fucking neck is next

Contracts are diseased so i squeeze legal agreements into pieces till it seizin from asthmatically wheezing

That was good

That was a good one

There you go