Seeking Redemption

I discovered this site yesterday, rapdogs.com, and I really got schooled on spittin, so I'm changing my flow, elevating, so I hope you'll just as well appreciate the change, so here we go:

My medical bill says I'm radical ill,
touch no spit, just hand me the pill/
Death's door never answers, 'cause I can't get killed
by these cowards with a dire lack o skill/
Devour an orphange, I'll a meal of you bastards.
The future? I'm past that; committed every sin I have,
God blew a gasket when I went to Mount Sinai and
stole, crushed and smoked Moses' tablet/
Hence I'm such a patient guy,
your siccness to me is an ancient lie/
Rap is my nine to five, there's evidence in every line/
Doing time; I'm that cat who's convicted for nine lives,
society celebrates 'cause my sentences are befitting of every crime/

I hang out at "skhumbuzotheart.ning.com"

Not bad homie
Keep your Rhimes up like this
And you'll get more attention