whats goin on here between 408 and bles they want to meet up so zilla can get caressed too bad 408 has a pubic infest and they didnt even know, they brothers like incest
incest? I'm like an exorsist the way I twist-necks, I rip-flesh So it's like an exorsism, the way I'm wreckin-Dism, I'm just fresh with rhythms I'll send you to satan beneath, think you can win? that's a pagan-belief.. like "haitian relief".
oops did it again like some brittany spit ill fuck you up and leave the body for garbage transit emily rose can suck a dick, just some stupid demon trick and wasnt even a good flick
Bitch I'm just an angel in a Demon-Mask, and my Freakin-Task, is to stomp on your face until my Sneaks-Collapse Freedom? I don't hear the Sound-of-the-Bells, fuck garbage transit, I'll take the trash-out-my-self I'm servin-lames, nice sig.. you're like Kurt-Cobain, the way I burst-your-brain
fuck garbage transit? im not haulin your body to a land fill dont even need a weapon, my jedi mind can force yourself to kill waste yourself suicide, just like how kurt kobain died because my armour is fortified and my military tactic flows mortify
Mortify? You're a Whorish-Guy, how is this Dork-Alive? It's obvious you were Born-to-Die You have No-Purpose, your Flow's-Worthless, you can't spit, but you can give a good Blow-Service, you're So-Nervous. I'm a Sure-Monsta, shittin like a Bird-On-Ya, Like kurt I'll be the one reachin a state of Nirvana.
reaching the state of nirvana is accepting birth to die your the one living the lie because you cant follow the one who was crucified and im not a whore only 6 chicks have been around this dick and maybe a few more who gave a lick because they all call me slick oops, there isnt anything you can do, except eat breath and poo, youve only got one trick, and i know you are asking god for a re-do thinking you can reach make nirvana, well then im travis pastrana and i serve you these rhymes like hot lasagna
dism is dissin tha other faggot nigguh, movin weight an polishin triggers, shit thats all i care about, ur shit lost, unknown whereabouts, my shits bangin off tha charts, im so much an animal, tha last one on noah's ark, u just run ur mouth, temporary stinky fuck, ur just gas like a fart, two cans an two rolls an i hit tha streets hard, my name across ur mommas heart, (haha.. idk im not much of a freestyler)
yo u talkin bout incest u cant even spell the word ima shoot u out the sky like im huntin for birds im spittin lethal verbs that stay in ya head and cut ur nerves ur givin more brains then high school nerds u never heard how i treat'em dism and bleed'em leave'em on the floor and let the animals eat'em im raw like meat so understand and take a seat b4 u get it in ya head bles 2 gotcha beat...
what you dont know about my lyrical clone lurks in the alleys and valley and continues to roam my soul fire will never tire even when i cut down bleszilla the liar i take these letters words syllables and sounds and show everybody the most profound pound for pound the best around
the diabolical break you down like a molecule burn in my verse fukin with me u ask 2get cursed i give u 2 weeks and you'll end up in a hearse no remorse ill leave u with more holes then a golf course pull ya limbs off ya torso when they tied 2 a horse the best around gonne be 6ft underground every bug gonna eat u up pound for pound king of the hill like a pitcher on the mound u a jester in my castle kneel down to my crown
wuddup zilla? you look like an extra from thrilla number 1 glass dick hitta fo rilla face sunk in acid bath jump in melt to nothin like a pumpkin you fuggin doosh bubble... yo gorilla bitch is still tuggin my caterpilla fo nothin... you get served up tha azz like turky stuffin and i bet you eyebrow pluckin and tuckin you cock suckin tranny
u like trannies the old switcharooo you get raped in the behind from a guy with a quazoo wat yeah bro uh my flows so sweet it tastes like candy you in a porto potty giving handies to randy bro lolz
sinkilla is supposed to be tha killa of sin too bad tha stupid nigguh's not supposed to win.. like jones, u wont last a minute in tha ring.. bow down an kiss tha ground cus im tha king.. im tha best under house arrest, for touchin lindsay lohan's breast, (someone diss me quick cus i suck..)
hhhmm aight niccsacc first of all my name aint zilla get it right its bles and u cant impress me even with those c's on ya chest u cross dress tuck ya sack and get gangbanged in the back ill rise from acid baths so u can feel my wrath cut ya in half murderous track simple as that ur shyts wack u insult anyone that raps a fuggin doosh bubble? wtf is that a mumble in ya lyrics, ur retarded or near it ima lynch ur shyt like it was 1906 u got a caterpilla dick sry that cant be fixed u mite as well chop it off so it can be eatin by dozens of moths ur better off not dissin me back the next rhyme ill stitch ya mouth shut hang u off my house with ya face fucked up to show my next foe he better have rhymes with good flow. no offense lmfao
throw a cape on and murder ur group, runin ur mouth bitch never gonna leave momma's stoop, smellin like shit an ur eyes droop, im in all black an ur dressed like a fuckin fruit loop, im an eagle ur tha rat i killed with a swoop, give ur life to me like if i was god, kickin ur ass an busting ur mother's jaw, im like uncooked meat cus my shits pure an raw, (i suck)