yo let me get this fucking word off

[coathanger]

16-24 bars, lets go. i need to sperg today. who want it. im on point today yall niggas might get fucked up.

:eriko3:

[Mr. Moulinyan]

Re: yo let me get this fucking word off

Lets go

[Mr. Moulinyan]

Re: yo let me get this fucking word off

A nigga in Blackface wit my Chitlins in the kitchen
I stir my pots with coat hangers cuz utensils are for bitches
But you Simpin for those women, its a symptom of your condition
You'd eat shawnas ass with the quickness if we could lift her body on suspension

Fuck YOU. AND EVERYONE YOU LOVE
I hate coat hangers because I never know where to put my gloves
If I saw you in the street, I'd give your face a shove
And mush shit into your skin until you looked like buddy love

BLACKFACE BARS. THATS SOMETHIN U GOTTA DEAL WITH

[Mr. Moulinyan]

Re: yo let me get this fucking word off

@coathangerawayinadopemanger

[sku77d34th]

Re: yo let me get this fucking word off

coat hanger this man is left hanging without an answer
i’m the damager like jeru with the vital arrows that pierce your esophagus tube
my words rhyme like goggles overseeing of you too (googles oversight of youtube)
I'm out of your reach instinct instance, distinct distance


coathanger ain’t a fucking dote inna' alternate universe dopleganger
i’m turning him off like updates to apps, you brought some danger?
this temperment is like a temperature gager
let’s let this word swagger throw up this homie back like a hoodie Brooklyn NYC

My words stagger like punches from a boxer, performances stapled center Octagon
My rhyme pattern isa' scheme such insane script that’s unseen
see my wit intellect subjects thee ill regret
irrevocable dreams/ World peace/ Salvia DMT.

i’m X-box Juan you no PS4 Most this is bible references
stain like purple grapes veins deoxygenated but not yet red
Get a decanter and drink vert alcohol this was your last chance to counter
atlast you've forseen this predicament i’ve undone to ya'
Sku77d34th champion numba one, tobacco chew (back at you) not foreigner (for ya')

you fill quarters like half passed clock monuments; movements of rome monetary(monastery) drug kings/minute hands
My rap will slit thin vessicles and membranes like walls and drywall to scalfold and fall
rap mystery Kaiser blade hickory, just to remind your vet /why u not yet paid
this is sku77 d34th your chances of catching tripple sevens are as unlikely as VLT payouts delaying the ways i slay your mind made up, haven’t forgotten the virgin; steal, grab and escape

Fuck you and your conditions i wish my submission wasn’t missioned to a bar’d verse of twenty four
keep you around the clocks like the way digital 12 hours goes back and you fucking don’t have a clue but to look outside the window
i’m incepid because my rhyme has been slept with, in perfected syllable conjunction
you lack the willable function for my fun facts to glove box punch in like the dog with the square face boxer but instead without the padding, boxing
another fucking line filler that will come out as distill chiller whether i measure it or let it go as is

this is Sku77 on OTBVA's D34th bed autocorrect cred.
i flick you like a booger, because you can’t soak in my mucous coat hanger
my words are like hazardous signs posted at construction sites
i swag 9’s to the side like wagers at UFC fight night


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