~mystically Sick~

imma microphone killa gorilla, ballistic you can try to come and get with me but only if your mystic i work with grand wizards, lyrical lizards we slithers into your body mind n soul we puff bowls as we spew coals hot no ashy words, catcha with a hip-hop curse i spit one sick verse n you come down with the flu its like h1n1 lyrical sick son don't wanna mess with none, ill leave you dead from the barrel of my tongue ~Tanner Cox A.K.A ~Profound