Something i play around with tell me what you think

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Some die some come up
Some die some come up


[1st Verse]


Naw everybody seems a little awkward coming up stepping backward
Everybody started shouting act a bit of crazy in the front row
Did I ever told you to hold my capacity ability to rap faster then a crow
All you hoe seem don’t even know – now here your 2nd chance open up your ear
Multiply by mother f**k never underestimate penetrate through your follicle
My rhyme would explode with no condone conduct suck your mother f**k
Best bet ain’t you hold no chrome
Cause I’ma come with explosive and blow every mother f**k in the vicinity
My fury flow velocity, how could you ever thought to plot and caught to fight me?
I’m infinity, don’t judge me!!! Even no God could catch me
Your femininity corrode every possibility in the whole rap capacity
Don’t try to hold on me Force controlling me Wait to go and see! Let it go off me!
I’ma send you mother f**k straight to a pet cemetery



[Chorus x 1]




[2nd verse] - Original Lyrics_Twista


I feel Like, I feel Like Standing in the midst of a hundred
thousand haters,
Dynamite and C-4 strapped around the waist bloody tears
In my eyes making sure any mother f**ka in tha vicinity
Blow away and die,
Kill'em off with an explosion
Get up bitches,
Kamikaze on you hoes I'm the sacrificial lamb,
Feelin the fury flow out of every follicle in my body
While you decompose Die with a blunt of dro in yo hand,
I'm uppin the itchy fo f**kin wit Twista
If you f**kin wit me come bet so cause it wont
Be an issue-Got some nuts to come get me
Then boy you gone get the picture put the flame in my
Swisher Then hollows penetrate thru yo tissue
F**k yo fit up wit yo blood as I hear the cries
Of yo homies screamin revenge
Got no mercy on them either go to war wit the
Intentions to annialate everything you stand for
Wit the death of myself cause I'm a believer
The blessings of sacrifice the messenger who
Cometh after the Christ next 1 to glisten after ice
F**kin wit me is a bigger gamble then a pack of dice
I'll murder you and come at you again in the after life
My brother you cant bring harm wit guns I'm
Armed wit bombs f**k all that **** you carry I got
Yo obituary a muthaf**kin phenomenon-cause I'mma come
Till they put all of us in a cemetery


[Chorus x 2]