Apparently they knockin me like isonomy,
cock blockin’ the heart of me got me parked in this mockery
Sittin’ still aint doin’ nothing, but muckin’ and fool fuckin’,
chillin’ but nut huggin’ you know I aint for frontin’
Stop the pilly poppin’ and bell stomp ya jump
got me kickin’ and wishin’ you fake would grab the pump
I shatter ya bone shell and dwell and raise hell
while clones be sittin’ still and run the mackerel
I’m an epidemic, the lyric steal the weak spirit,
eat the flesh off the weak and shit while ya hear it
Catastrophic, lost it, Spittin’ and livin profit,
rocket, with out the boom & wishin’ ya’ll can stop it
Nonsense with the Jedi mind trick I bisquick the makeshift
bake’n the rest not to be mentioned ,
pinch the bitch shit pay attention to this spit
hope the outcome is people be getting rich like freeze
credits
from From The Ashes,
track released September 14, 2010
Knox-Vocals (Falling of a Martyr) ASCAP
Produced by Lifted for Digital Pimpin' Productionz