Listen, when i spit on the riddem, I kill em, raw like the Ball of Brazilians, you don't war, cor the kids brilliant, blood, im the heir to the throne, not William, Wolfie, smart as King Arthur, darker, harder, faster, rasclaat, I kick the illa s**t, it's like Shakespeare, with a PIMD twist, lyricist, im the best on the road, nitro flow, oh-so-cold, I'ma blow yo, keep the hoes, I only want dough homes, nobody close, I'm alone in my own zone, no no love for the po-po, loco when I rock mics solo, I hope that you know, where you don't go thoe, want it with Bolo? Must be coco, its William back from the dead, but I rap bout gats and I'm gangsta instead, it's Shakespeare, reincarnated, except I spit flows and strip hoes naked, no fakin'-test my blood bruv, its William, back as a tug cuz, so real the s**t I kick now, plus I don't rite, I recite my s**t now, straight from the top, expert timin' on top of that now, the whole things rhymin' no more tights, now jeans saggin' if I say so myself, I'm much more handsome, don't ever compare me to rappers, I'm so quick-witted that I split em like fractions, my shit, I tell em like this... It's like Shakespeare with a PIMD twist...
My flag red Bitch imma dog Naw imma g Fuck it imma fraud And I make things seem rite when yu kno it's wrong And u kno it's killa bitch as soon as I'm on the microphone Yu kno I'm on the run searching for something greater Always at work cuz vacations are for fakers Eatin all these rappers but I'm still digesting haters And I kno im ur maker Gonna regret this shit later I been through hell twice and I still thanking my creator. I need weed Need it now more thn ever Need it more thn the pussy tht b in my bed forever Yea my name killa In the bed an assassin And imma keep rappin til they put me in a casket But B4 they close it I'm a be the one laughing CDS on the throne And thts where I belong. Bytch
My random rap about a boyfriend stealer: Who the hell do you think you are? Stealing my man, jacking my car. Well sweetheart, there's a new girl in town. I'll kick your ass! Yupp, every pound. Go cry to your baby and I'll meet you with a fist. 'Cause I ain't no passifist. So say bye bye and kiss my ass. 'Cause I promise you two won't ever last. I tried Az
Cds...that was bad on purpose? wow. You fail at really failing. This is bad on purpose. You all Need to move Because I said Please will you Get your butt Out of my way So I can stare at your abs In my rearview mirror Swhat? and lol kay
Lol Kay I liked it. It's like this lone...guys have abs. I am a girl. I look...at guys abs. If they move and I pass them then look back in my rearview mirror in my car and they have their shirts off...I see their abs. i did say it was bad on purpose....