Half Past Dead And Broken (Only Bitches Talk Shit)

Fake poser where you stand          
I blocked your two cent ass because you came off as someone who really think I give a damn      
Down Lassie, you are broken and still on my words, just a chokin    
You mother and father are your toys to love, not me      
You are not high enough to understand my pedigree        
No time to play with a slutty cunt with let the shit be real          
Yeah, I’m assassinating, and in the heat of the rumple, you will feel          
I don’t exist          
Want you gonna do trick          
As I expected... not shit          
        
You talk a good game like you bad… you shouldn’t came out swinging          
Naw… you not smart enough for that type of thinking          
The only result you will see is your blood rushing down your throat as you drinking      
Sick, twisted, and narcissistic      
Yeah, I like to play games          
Such a shame          
The mania ones, once I’m all up in your head.. you can’t deal with the hurt or the pain          
You can’t touch this… with your looks, your marred and scarred body, and your history is bitter and lame      
All up in the flavor, now you know it's a bitter taste filled with contempt for you in the name of your shame          
        
You still sucking on one of your dog’s dick          
Letting it nutt in your mouth, then placing some thorns on your head convincing the mirror you legit          
Bitch          
Still watching shows on how to get away with a hit          
Its best you remain in your dreams to live… or I will take your fat ass down bit-by-bit          
Rip your panties off and burn the lips of that stank STD smelly bleeding cunt          
Smearing my shit over your skin while making you swallow my lit blunt          
        
I will knock your ass out cold before you ever get the chance          
To bring me down, take my money, my thunder, that brings me candy rain          
Then to be nice I will piss in your mouth while on my menstrual where I stand          
My butter rum flow          
I will have your best wishes you run after on their knees... licking all up in my guts... wishing it was you, dead ass hoe          
        
The preference of my intellectual, sexy, and deep pockets to boot          
You still mad I made you sell that ass to those crack heads in the past and made you give me the loot          
And you summoned me to prove what          
You still a joke and a butt and my words sting when they cut          
Got me wasting my valuable time, I got people to do, and then cement their shoes          
        
All up on my page          
You bad, then where the hell is your rage          
Pumping your squeezed up chest all out          
Studying me.. bitch I am the Alpha and Omega and gave Lucifer the domain of his clout          
Yeah, I’m in your shack.. on your time..  hands tied, gagging you          
You go for that pepper spray I will kill you quickly that’s the rule          
Down on the floor, my stiletto to your neck and I haven’t even gotten mad yet          
        
Kicking your ass over onto your back          
Look up at me bitch.. this is a failed coup and to your body a straight up death attack      
Shit you have way down there, I will send you in pine box on your back        
Stomping in your face          
Just for making me step off my throne and not bowing in grace          
Eyes to eyes... yeah.. you facing your enemy now          
You never saw me coming for you or how          
Silence governs in the success when you take out a loudmouth fool  cunt… they still make dumb bitches like you.. wow    
Cannot even stand on two legs now        
Someone should had given you the blueprint to my deranged mind          
Hold up… let me take a sip of my preference, then bashing your head in over and over again with my bottle of wine          
        
I love fucking and fucking people up          
Torturing little sissy ass bitches with several mentalities who claims to be tough          
Die motherfucker.. but make it real slow          
Stooping on one knee opening your mouth removing each teeth.. letting my work be known just for show          
        
You wanted me well here I am          
This ain’t no battle this is the day you die, the grave already been dug, just fucking you with a slam, bam and the world won't see you again, I do not know what happened to your kinfolk ma’am          
Breaking your other leg, spreading them, then pinning them behind your head          
Handcuffing your wrists making sure you feel this hurt.. you heard what the fuck I just said          
You ain’t study for this, motherfuckas still don’t learn          
My Glock I hunt you, my torture taking you out, and burning you where you bleed, then sending you home Fed EX to your worthless mama in an Urn          
Mm… say hello to my little friend..          
Branding your hairy mound with my hot poker with my initials… I own your ass now before you meet your end          
        
Half dead, and still think you the bliss       
What... I suppose to be scared of a cunt who I tell to roll over, lay down, bark, fetch for me, or sit          
Hiding because you don’t want to face yourself after I tap that ass out…without a reasonable doubt            
Crowns not picked up from the dirt… I don’t need one, yet, I will still cause you bodily hurt          
You a child to me pretending to be          
Trying to come up.. you lack power          
You better ask Lucifer who he bows down to in the midnight hour          
You still lock in your own mind dealing with daddy related issues          
I will leave you more confused, and wallowing in pain that box just do not contain enough tissues          
        
You lost all respect when your daddy used your lips and your itty bitty clit          
For the thrills of his dick.. and then pimped you out like his inbreed little bitch          
The only royalty you got is sitting on your porcelain throne          
You are just an old heifer who life has been placed in pasture, trying to graze on some love, your rotten cunt still trying to find a real home          
I seen your fat ass, trying to cover it up, tight ass lips    
How in the hell do you even suck a big dick    
You are just not it.. to eat, fuck, not even used as a surprise gift          
I will roll you, light that ass like a joint and then put you down          
How many profiles you have to use bitch, you still not worthy of a crown          
        
You come at me its best you have a hope and a prayer          
I will eat you, spit you out and keep you bound when I want my dog's dick licked, stashed in my lair          
I hope you read your Bible before I busted your door in          
Kicked your obese dead ass over in my snake den….          
Then again          
Ashes to ashes dust to dust          
My creed, even I do not fucking trust          
        
Gee.. I like when you keep those bitches hungry down there          
With all that fat ass stink… that’s a slow feed than all the others you tossed compared          
Fucking fat ass looking dead bitch          
Hell Gee..  I know once you ripped her panties off.. it looked like just an old washed up slit        
Not worth the show and tell, it was a bloody mess and not even worth a backdoor hit