Thursday, January 2, 2014

Week 12 Just Fire

(Crocker Verse)
/Deliberate, methodical, thought out as a bombing/ By extremists, cuttin' edge like the side of incisors/ Spit I peel walls like I'm huffing on primer/ Ill right? I disturb still night/ Seep into your dreams; Ellen Page & steel knives/ Hard Candy, flow like I'm rocked up/ The best; 'less you're diggin' Biggie or 'Pac up/ Hell to stop me, you better deal for Jason Voorhies/ If beaten tracks equaled gore.../Then blood would be pouring/ Every line soaring...over your head/ Like it's a B.O.B. hook/ So make a wish on my bars and pretend their airplanes/ Say it's disgusting, say I'm piss crazy/Naw, I'm not a sadist; Just rap's Dick Cheney/ Hit a tiger with a Taser, hope that she maims me/ If you don't speak "Crocker," then...bet it's an issue/ Then I'll fly a plane into your booth, just to make it official/

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