MR.WHATSHISNAME? - FUCK BUSH (prod. LXbeats) by JIMMY published on 2014-01-11T00:47:01Z Lyrics: This metaphorical fist full Of punch lines Loaded like a pistol My invincible rhyme schemes Inadmissible Critical evidence Crime scenes And body bags I set up a party for you The clean up crew Executioner coming through With the one two Separation of every limb ya body ever known Before you die he begins We break all ya bones Give it a twist See what falls apart Ya biting ya lips For biting what I writ Never spit what I spit Simply for that we got you digging a ditch Wishing you wasn't a bitch But you is And that's a fact not fiction I'm the master of abstract writtens Word play slay diction Aries my variety the scarier type When I write I wake up bloody in the midst of the night It ain't right Murderous urges that I guess I'm just not trying to fight Murderous urges that I guess I'm just not trying to fight Alright visuals coming soon stay tuned Genre Hip Hop Comment by AlexCiccone nice 2014-01-17T14:03:16Z Comment by L ROY X get it! 2014-01-16T12:17:03Z Comment by Cubboom Nice bruh 2014-01-11T07:11:38Z Comment by Iconicwayz nice flow 2014-01-11T02:00:31Z