Vicious Ink get spilled when I think, like children with toys
that go boom, you'll visit Laos like Hillary with legs hanging from the room
that's International Transcendental Born Knowledge from the Womb
try to step up and I'm quick to reminisce of stepping down flowers on your tomb
for the last time, every sin I did is a past crime, like that guy Mallathion
I did it just to pass time, and cuz I can't stand whack rhymes
all you say is the same shit, but on the real ink is sacred
even in this age with bits and pixels in the matrix instead of on written pages
I’ll burn your harddrive with a flamethrower, game over, a petty looser
his mother pulled the plug, but you can’t pull the plug on Freddy Kruger
this kid thinks he’s vicious; he don’t know he’s his own worst nightmare
the type of guy to catch on fire from a flare light or his lighter
shoot himself with the gun he just thought he shot: it’s all in his head
he don’t spread butter with bread, but would rather talk with the feds
it’s simple: he just fabricates and reaches cuz he like that
you know, I don’t know but, he gets side tracked when he mind maps...
16 bars back to back like the Kappa logo
only blood on your lip was when it got pricked and dripped on a skull when you joined the mafioso
Vicious Ink get spilled when I think, like children with toys
that go boom, you'll visit Laos like Hillary with legs hanging from the room
that's International Transcendental Born Knowledge from the Womb
try to step up and I'm quick to reminisce of stepping down flowers on your tomb
for the last time, every sin I did is a past crime, like that guy Mallathion
I did it just to pass time, and cuz I can't stand whack rhymes
all you say is the same shit, but on the real ink is sacred
even in this age with bits and pixels in the matrix instead of on written pages
I’ll burn your harddrive with a flamethrower, game over, a petty looser
his mother pulled the plug, but you can’t pull the plug on Freddy Kruger
this kid thinks he’s vicious; he don’t know he’s his own worst nightmare
the type of guy to catch on fire from a flare light or his lighter
shoot himself with the gun he just thought he shot: it’s all in his head
he don’t spread butter with bread, but would rather talk with the feds
it’s simple: he just fabricates and reaches cuz he like that
you know, I don’t know but, he gets side tracked when he mind maps...
16 bars back to back like the Kappa logo
only blood on your lip was when it got pricked and dripped on a skull when you joined the mafioso
Lyrically you cant beat me, you typed all that shit*
Said nothing, wasted my time.... all for this?
A couple bars for this bitch, I wont get to drunk
I pull a blade, I'm to sharp, to go "a gensui" chump
Since you jumped, and bomb punches, ima land mine
These punches hit "son screen", ya body burnt...no tan lines
Hand signs fuck you, what I'm spittin about*
Mankind... you can get a grip in the mouth
Ya*tooth hurt?... Well, shut the fuck up then
Bitch with her nose up in my business..get stuck up then
It's not a game!..But this Queen can get her "chess" blown up
"In plants", get grounded.. if she branch out and get grown up*
I'm just rambling.... And you*losing bad right now
Lookin at yo phone, with that face, I miss my dad right now
My pat stay shit, *stay Bitch... that's what you say to a dog
Two palms, under ya chin.... watch what you say to a God
Haha okay, you write different? That's cuz your fingers is too fat to Tapatalk
how come such a huge pussy dared step to Stay like ... you know ... Pat his dog
let me clear my throat, you don't know who you up against, Vicious
I school MC's like school MD's, wrote my thesis on how to check a pupil
start with some light shit, then ask him on the alphabet till the point where he can't see shit
I'm here to lead the blind, never leave seeds behind like Old Dirty did
you're playing yourself with the .30 kid, and enough coke you burned your nose bridge
also called septum, I'm not really a doc, just apt to stab you between the ribs
I mean really, you thought this buttercup could stop a fucking thunder shock?
then guess what: your number's up, and not because you just bought a stock
you're dumb as fuck, that's the best way to sum it up, must be rotten luck
or cuz I once robber your mother for her watch to put it in her pawnshop
so don't tell me I ain't nice, the return she got from porzo.com almost covered all of your college funds ...
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