MAD LATE...
..::Madeye::..
(Never did this shit before - hope i did it right)
Have this clone blown; he’s hearing ringing noises but he ain’t no phone, we can hear ya moan
Pick a bone so we shown what we thrown cuz ya minds in the clouds but heads in the ground like ya being stoned
Mind’s split with my axe, Face facts cuz your shits overdone like eating mad lax by the packs
And you got a Madeye the way I run your tracks, stomping ya with post-its and thumbtacks
Watch as your body erodes, guns cocked and reloads and you blowed what you owed
You are what you eat, so I sewed your asshole shut and fed ya till your stomach explodes
Your body drops, blood line cut and stops, who said you’re hardcores ever got props?
I’m a legit cereal killer, I twist ya corpse till I hear it SNAPS, CRACKLES AND POPS
Audio? Nah you no treat, streets only to a dogs like can-nibbles, till you a stain on the concrete
You see defeat cuz me vs you will never be a ‘dead heat’ so I excrete ya heart and still can’t feel ya beats
Dead heat = a tie in a race
Can-nibbles = Cannibals
