DEMISE (Feat. KISSTHECROOK)
(PROD. KISSTHECROOK)


VERSE 1: KISSTHECROOK

Wrist blade gettin' rust.
Switch blade gettin' blood.
I ain't on that lyric shit.
For now I'm on my ignant shit.
I'm just here for my demise.
I don't dream when, close my eyes, still I rise.
Like the phoenix with a foot long penis.
Stick it in the fuckin' bitch with no regard for future life.
Do it raw, do it live.
Move, do it slyly.
Ridin' like I'm Kylie.
Pull up in the cooper, like a hooper
Do it silent.


VERSE 2: SSTEEJAY

Call me Danny Glover yuh, my penmanship’s a lethal weapon.
I’m the fucking topic (top pick), I’m the one you’ll never cease to mention.
Ease the pressure, you ain’t got no options but to peep the method. 
Soul decrepit, y’all don’t pose a threat, and all my inner demons bought to leak their presence. 
Rock out like I’m sabbath, murder’s a habit I happen to practice.
Give me the pen and the pad and I’ll leave your whole body so stinky,
no cat piss.
Don’t look at me goofy, the young lord running with goonies, like Sean Astin.
Don’t claim that you knew me, don’t say my name loosely or shit’ll get drastic.



VERSE 3: KISSTHECROOK

We behind the line, 3 points taking lives.
Me and chief in the south, keep Teej out ya mouth.
Take ya shot and make it count, bitch I pull up with the count.
By my count its nine, by your count its mine, aimin' at ya mind.
Slayin' every kind, man I did the crime.
Man I did the time, man I paid the fine
When it's time to hide.
Know I keep it super motherfucking simple every time.
Bitch hit my line, copy like a mime.
Ayy
Get the fuck out my face bitch.
If I wanna get it ducked then I would I come and bang it thick.
You always braggin' bout it, why you keep it tucked.
If you was really about the usin' it then I would see it buck.
I mean,
I mean I've seen bitches get the shakes when they be talkin' go alone.
Like how you run up with the five pussies even fully grown.
See pedo with libido, they hold hands like a pre tho.
See you walk my blocks, but you are not comin' to me tho?
Man I'm sick of watchin' fuckas chip like I be eating the Dorito.
Keep my chiefs out yo face.
I make you pussies faneto.



VERSE 4: SSTEEJAY

Trapped in rapping, not wrapped in trapping.
Yet another casket, no more being passive.
Running in motion or living backwards.
Leave your body broken if you get to chatting.
Enough of the bragging, turning all my pain to passion.
You ain’t support me before I was snapping, quit these narratives you niggas is acting. 
(UH HUH, YUH)
Out the mud without guns and drugs.
With no ounce of love running through my blood. 
If you want me dead, better pull the plug.
Throw up your set if you feeling tough.
Mark of the beast, man fuck all your peace. 
Feeble rappers taking part in my feast. 
Freak off the leash will leave you deceased.
And left in the dust, no time for the weak.
Me & Crook gone make you meet your demise.
Double take and you gone bleed from your eyes.
Warlord that’ll reap a surprise. 
Above the law, I’m paralegal with rhymes.
Life is bitter but death is sweet. 
Deadly cycles that’s gone keep repeating.
Catch you lacking, put yo ass to sleep. 
They won’t stop until your blood is leaking. 
Niggas always praying on the weak. 
They’ll reap what they sow when they meet the reaper. 
They won’t ever put their mind at ease. 
It’s because they haunted by they demons.
On the block circling cops, ready for they demise.
Screams resonate through the night so I can’t close my eyes.

DEMISE (Feat. KISSTHECROOK)

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Recording Artist From The Dirty South.
South Florida Native With Articulate Flows, Meaningful Lyrics, And Braggadocious Rhymes.