Prison Brain by E.L.
Run lil man got the gun lick shots at cha
till ya body rot a full clip empty reload and double tap.
Rhythm and poetry but you still wanna rap.
Rock a bye baby time to take a nap.
Must be a gay and proud fell into the Gap.
Wearing your rainbow and I'm stay in all black.
Call me the grim reaper playing hide and seek with ya soul.
Eyes peek the spirits no stress while death pays the toll.
Ya mind aint playing tricks and I'm no ghetto boy bushwick with the scar on my face. Let less little vamp get a taste of blood.
Boom bye bye body boy. Smell the demise young rotten boy no shotta boy old hoppa boy old pooky with the rocks boy. Tick tock chop ya toppa boy with the choppa boy. I drop ya coffin like ya head was just a toupee for ya neck boy.
Futuristic and high tech with a laser I cut threw ya like a rifle with a bayonet
Love how it feel steel to cut threw skin bone and tissue
blood and guts in my hair is no issue.
The way it splatter is so official I like Death its not racist judgmental or superficial.
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