Sara Kana - Dark nights in ny

Razor sharp image when I kick it, you gotta feel it
Undertaker flow chasing them digits, you dig it
I push them to the limit transforming gimmicks like widget
These midgets are fidgets from that shiesty mob visits
For the dough ill raise like biscuits,executing arms like gibbets
Vex call me a savage only right that I damage
Leave with them scars that the doc can't bandage
Ill with the cartilage so I beg your pardon
Hunt them birds like partridge they bullets fly like ostridge
Watch how you talk I clap souls like the hulk
Ill shoot them by the bulk while they family all sulk
They fold like slip-joints when they meet they're end point
City of the gods art you can meet your dam departs
Black hearts score like darts ,when they meet they goal mark
Mc's wanna go a round ill treat them like step child
Put the knife to they smiles,push it back to they're brows ....scars!!