Lyracist, Ha!

Let me tell ya'll a little sumin bout this boy named Lil Matty,

Living life like a bat, always swinging could give a fuck about blinging, Let this dawg show you pussy cats to understand what I'm meaning . . . .are you following or is your mind  immature, my mind so pure, if my body was chocolate I'd be tempered coveture, my skin so silky and smooth, moves, you have none left, my turn with the dice, Let me give em'some lucky breath, hhhhwwhffff, I puff out ice, my words cold, frozen, call yourself the chosen, sending chills through spines, I intertwine with the fine my lyrics choking others like a tight gripped vine, are you still following, ha let me revise, you fuck with me you put your life in demise, eyes, spies everywhere trying to develope falsely made-up lies, I aint going to cry nor hide, go fuck yourself and die. . . . . . . . .