Freestyle16

My head hits the pillow, a weeping willow
I cant sleep, a pain so deep it bellows
But these cellos help just to keep me mellow
Hands on my head, touch knees to elbows
Im hunched over, emotion just flows over
These cold shoulders are both frozen, you dont know me
I keep saying it, I cant stress it enough
So keep playing it, and stand next to the subs
I choke mics like asphyxiation
When Im strangling my own throat masturbatin
**** yeah, Im a basket case and
I master this rap **** til my ass gets wasted
Til my assassination
Til Im slain cause of some fags infatuation
.44 mags fascination
A taste for disaster, and if thats the case, then—
Aight dawg, you in vibe with a hog
Thatll spit a bar like a brick of raw
***** you off your poor tricks, war with natural ability
To put both hands up on the Statue of Liberty
Smackin the enemy with accurate agility
Attack your facility then its back on my killin spree
Jigga and Nelly is cool, its the wack ones thats killin me
While Clinton got head I was in the sack with old Hillary
The fact Im an ill MC strapped with artillery
I got your family at your funeral clappin with misery
It could happen to him or me, rather the other way
Baretta bust his face, pillow over the widow watch her suffocate
Ya hard, Doody, hard from D12
We funk flex more noise than C-shell
Ya faking Linails we big in Delas
We unsigned without the hype, back before Rick Moralas
Put it down here, whip your lungs with talence
Yall lack talence, in fact yall all off balance
Imma say it like this, you short like the doors