Freestyle16

My head hits the pillow, a weeping willow

I can't sleep, a pain so deep it bellows

But these cellos help just to keep me mellow

Hands on my head, touch knees to elbows

I'm hunched over, emotion just flows over

These cold shoulders are both frozen, you don't know me

I keep saying it, I can't stress it enough

So keep playing it, and stand next to the subs

I choke mics like asphyxiation

When I'm strangling my own throat masturbatin'

**** yeah, I'm a basket case and

I master this rap **** 'til my ass gets wasted

'Til my assassination

'Til I'm slain 'cause of some fag's infatuation

.44 mag's fascination

A taste for disaster, and if that's the case, then—

Aight dawg, you in vibe with a hog

That'll 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 it's back on my killin' spree

Jigga and Nelly is cool, it's the wack ones that's killin' me

While Clinton got head I was in the sack with old Hillary

The fact I'm 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

Y'all lack talence, in fact y'all all off balance

I'mma say it like this, you short like the doors