ill fights


Fuck an intro
So here we go
from the concrete, I unleash heat to burn the streets
my verbal wreaks wrath upon tracks to murder beats
my whole pedigree grows deadly for those who tempt me
blood drip from slugs, spit flows like loaded semi's
recite with gems, lyrical war, we fight with pens high
propane flows with flames thrown sparks to ignite your limbs
alternate, thoughts relate, speak to correlate whims
switch moods, these bitch crews, spit in morbid states
lets speak with technique, who wants to test the best of me
suplex emcees, perplex speeds mesh successfully
verbally, weak minded resort to burglary
murdering sprees release acid, burns in third degree
I earned respect, silently waited for turns to rep correct
now this thug sound slike slugs, mic piece my burning tech
I adapt quick, you act bitch my cats'll slap you quick
any thesis to defeat this, highly inaccurate
never heard us, my words bust herbs and curb your style
I’m more foul than cops in O.J.'s murder trial
corrupted ways, deduct rap cats by bucking strays
when this cat come, the links and chains get tucked away
suckers stay away, my harsh approach'll grip your throat
call me Todd Bridges, I’m beating MC’s with different strokes

We’ll rip you cats with raw diction
With flaming lyrics due to friction
So sit and listen while we dispatch
Wack cats as we spark like matches

Frankie Felony

I spit erroneous senses to cats who touch Roman Candles
Sharpen skills like infants given jackknives to handle
Kinetic spirits seem to control; always in motion
Mercurial transformations in the middle of oceans
The complexity of my paradigms you see
Make people think that I'm 175 times ahead of thee
Contact with a mic gives me paresis in the booth
I hate those who try to scan me out so I'm slaying the sleuths
I'm the 5th type of matter: Felasma, plasma starts to seem ancient
And I spit ill like HIV victims riddled with constipation

Bus: I want more… Pick it back up

We’ll rip you cats with raw diction
With flaming lyrics due to friction
So sit and listen while we dispatch
Wack cats as we spark like matches

Frankie Felony

Pre-surgical time travel to change broken limbs
Earth's modified; Hell surroundings that makes living grim
Withal I remain positive; a godsend of sorts
You flying out of arenas like plate discus; I'm a legend in sports
Electrified strangulation to evoke sparks in veins
That's truly what it's like once I control ya brain

We’ll rip you cats with raw diction
With flaming lyrics due to friction
So sit and listen while we dispatch
Wack cats as we spark like matches

Providence formally known as Reezun

Staring at the end of civilization, sitting in this hell torn building/
Visions of apocalyptic scriptures, blurred by the blood dripping from the ceiling/
Can’t remember the memories of the life I once had/
Cus’ the details are overshadowed by the masses of blood baths/
The mass graves’ harboring the bodies of innocent women and children/
Sites and images so vivid, causing my mental to boarder line psycho surreal ness/
In this apocalyptic world where dreams and life can fade in an instant/
The commoners look to Providence to provide a Reezun for their meaningless existence/

Bus: I want more yo

We’ll rip you cats with raw diction
With flaming lyrics due to friction
So sit and listen while we dispatch
Wack cats as we spark like matches


Providence formally known as Reezun

This metallic microphone, such a simplistic melodic audio instrument/
Captures the complex essence of my spirit when I vent this rage that is pent/
Speaking in alga rhythmic formulas, upping the level of my rhyme etiquette/
Befuddling the masses, with my extensive knowledge on the theory of physics/
When battling this psychological anomaly arm yourself wit a degree in psychoanalysis/
Snap ya neck bone sending a shock wave thru ya body causing total paralysis/
Picking up the third rail, spitting lackluster misdirected punches is fucking senseless/
Killing yaself it’s like you’re playing wit arsenic chemicals, wit out bein a chemist/
Ya position is voluble, ya loyalties fade faster than the swinging arm of a pendulum/ Choking up when you touch a pen, rope up ya neck have you hanging from a ceiling fan/
(ahhh your dead!)
Open the door look at the pearl stair case, this is the closest you’ll ever come to heaven/
Join the line to hell with the rest of the emcee I’ve murdered in the name of the seven/ (seven deadly sins)

We’ll rip you cats with raw diction
With flaming lyrics due to friction
So sit and listen while we dispatch
Wack cats as we spark like matches

Bus

Bus is on another mission caused by a vision of mass attrition
So lend me your attention while I make a pass-age of diction
I got these weak cats on suspension cause I’m the rap principle
That’ll connect your stem to your ass so you’ll crap your mental
You bitches flow like shit but I’m the lyrically indispensable
Invincible poet who’s insatiable and physically indestructible

Bus: I’m never satisfied… gotta keep spitting gotta rep

ill fights: I demand more

We’ll rip you cats with raw diction
With flaming lyrics due to friction
So sit and listen while we dispatch
Wack cats as we spark like matches

Bus

I detect some weak-minded cats, which speak crimes in raps
My rhymes get daps cause I spit so tight that minds collapse
You got problems? All of you tricks know where to find me at
I always reside where tight ass cliques and classic rhymes are at
I spit hot raps in 10 seconds flat always come correct believe that
I can define all the hating rappers: pussies and fakes please react
With ease Bus’ll swing bats to put your dome where your knees at
I only plant seeds no weed my rap obsession controls my needs
Haters pled cause when I spit my lyrics I flow a contagious disease
I always scorch mics I’m so hot it shows smoke when I breathe
Bus is noticeably the best there is no one closer to God then me
On my own level traveling faster then light speed I’m ferocious indeed
I’ll make you bleed Bus’ll grab your dome and squeeze till you wheeze

Ho's please


Drops mic


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