Yung Fiend

im living in a false reality, mindframez revolve around suspect fatality//
itz so sad to see, sad to me that i had to cause a tragedy in your family//
no circulation makez it hard to breath, im vicious with no hospitality//
im all out when i spit, comin correct pumpin twin gaugez, my own originalty//
hustler tactiz enscribed in my brain, transfused in my DNA//
going insane, mentally deranged so wipe me down and erase//
you cant feel my pain, ima take your plate and replace//
feed you the brainz of your own mother, then shoot you square in the face//
take the herb and da snow, break it down and then i lace//
spit roundz out da end of the barrel, leave you jumpin lyk a sack race//
ive never been afraid, i got the heart of a forbidden soldier//
40.cal tucked in the hoster, and the tension iz building closer//
ima snap lyk a slim jim, come off the top and let loose//
leave your screwz split and rounded lyk grapefruit//
thiz iz enough of rhymez, enough of wastin my time//
im goin bak to my own world.. pop a p and hit a line//