Speed Demons 3

[Verse 1: Sketti]
One of a kind, double the time, fucking them up and I'm running their mind
Sucking their brain and I guess you could say I'm fellating it cause I've been blowing their mind
(Wait, can you run that by me one more time?)
One of a kind, double the time, fucking them up and I'm running their mind
Sucking their brain and I guess you could say I'm fellating it cause I've been blowing their mind
Troublesome Rhyme, Coupled with time Women get wetty they loving spaghetti I'm eating the pussy and driving them crazy
Taking my tongue and makin' me a mime
Feeding this fucker my Knuckle I'm finna be fucking him up in a scuffle
Sketti x AG be the couple when we speed and die past the finish line

[Verse 2: Tokumei]
Guess who’s back lab writing with a pen and pad
Killing fags who ain’t no match up against me when I go and rap
Yeah there is no way denying that this rap shit is my calling
I’ve been rolling up a hill like the sours that I’ve been smoking
I’ve done let the beast inside get ahold of me
My claws are out and slicing everything like wolverine
Not even professor x could even say a word to me
Cause I blocked out every person like an emo whiny teen
I’ve been rapping way longer than you’ve been sucking on the titty
Just because I don’t wear any ice don’t mean I’m staying frosty
While I’m up in the studio y’all are standing steady flaunting
At my music but all of y’all jealous is real convulsing (raw shit)
Oh wait you thought I was done?
Little shit I ain’t even fucking came in with gun
All you rappers think I’m corny, well let me treat you like my sons
And bend your ass over just to whip for some fun
I’m taking on all of you what the fuck do
Gonna pummel you where the fuck you running to I’m breaking up all of you with the gun I shoot
That's what’s it’s coming to if you ain’t Jackal or Sketti
I’m throwing up the confetti
Cause all your rapper are petty
I’m steady and ready for what ever comes through
I’ll shoot all you dumb fools
Thinking you you better is like EM with Ja Rule
You can never handle what Tokumei will just do
Cause motherfucker the speed demons are coming for you

[Verse 3: Mistery]
This is me while I'm driving over faggots, Soflo Antonio
An elite but vile cockroach dragging his balls, I'm prone to grow
A feast of smiling swastikas, a drought among my frozen toast
I'll ease inside of Optimus, his bowels gets punched like retarded gnomes
A 6 foot long, crooked drawn book gets hooked in songs which look like false holes
Someone should go to pawn stars and ask for strong bombs
It looks like a sloth with a rock down his throat
I'm all the way up in the clouds, I see a little ray trying to be my spouse
I wanna fuck the light because it probably fit just right like cousins in the south
Like a motorcycle trynna fight, I don't want no more struggle, tied down tight
The right surprise, it might only be a talking prize like some clowns
Falling from the sky, might I be one to become Medusa but in 2D, and futa
Looks like I'm rooting for Cuba because of a missile who wants to be wearing a scuba
This little fucking bitch of a viewer deserves to be abused and bruised how the fuck is my wife even human

[Verse 4: The Jackal]