lyrical Assassin

Duration

3:15

Genres

Alternative Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

I’m coming best like an erection numbing flesh sadistic inventions Summon my henchmen evil intentions jumping portals hot dimensions Now that I got your attention going to make, you feel the tension no question Your rhyming against perfection you better be learning your lesson I’m spitting my skills giving chills sit back relaxing stacking my bills Packing my steal smacking your grill only time will reveal who’s real My rhyming be ill, psychotic, erotic, demented, and real Willing to kill to kill at will with the thrill to feel you squeal So don’t be mad at me when you battle me running off stage a tragedy I’m living lavishly Mr. Majesty your running off rage tripping savagely all I have is greed For the paper come on baby let me sedate you let me penetrate you, I’m naughty by nature come on now you know I don’t hate you I’m rising up rapping adapting to your clapping hey Kiko what happen? I’m blasting mashing lasting because I’m the lyrical assassin and I’ll be flashing my fashion relaxing passing the microphone passed him suckers want to be strapping but I’ll be bucking them down for lacking satisfaction I’m laughing. I spit another intense verse nothing gets worse when I disperse like a sick curse so perverse you feeling it hurt when I rhyme leave you squeal in the dirt every time See me chilling with girls, that are fine, that shine, better believe me the world is mine When I grab the mic and let it go slamming all night in your stereo that’s what I like when Im freaking hoes damn that’s tight when Kiko flows! He who oppose me know me to go toe to toe giving nose bleeds Blow for blow, making your doe freeze, hoe to hoe screaming hoe please! You know these rhymes for sure the greatest, you flowed your time, absurd flavors I’ll blow your mind for sure the greatest my time to shine have you heard the latest? People prefer creative now you’re frustrated because you can’t make it I’m taking over the game and making it mine because it’s forsaken To many lame entertainers want to entertain us but they all fakers To many of the same flavors want to be players only I can save us So I grab a pen and a pad I’m making you mad because I’m the illest I’m tearing the shit out your ass, I’m making you mad because I’m the realest