#š Writtens / Lyrics & Discussions
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well it coulda been easier for us if you just told me what was up , talking to my other half like u already know what is up believe in yourself be confident but that stuff u already know
your so beautiful smart and kind
thoughtful saved you for a rainy day i really dont care at all
i know that all sounds crazy and u dont care at all thats a lie
just a theory dragged across the ground making observations testings hypotisizeing
keep having dreams i miss my mom betty and her spaghetti
sir isiac newton making observations
commutative rule analysis
baloons up in the clouds crowds tits coming out the pool is this love of lust lets break all the rules im a fool coulda fooled me school me again if it aint broke dont fix the shit .
lamp man
where did u fly that space ship
did u make it
play games make sounds anatonomy
bitch im a problem and its probably part of my consciousness
' have no concern for anybody im in a daze my mind is nothing but confusion
i am a disease its
peak top tier i am the cream coffee decorated like i wont the lottery im next level proceed to advance my skills
optiumum high grade top quality smooth flow with my cup of joe my financial status exceeds all expectations
now im dieing can't find my man im need a good surgeon shit what if he can't operate oh well im still top grade
i know its been a while since ive lived ill send out a search party
lost but im found in the afterlife i am not sure who i am
theres nothing better then the fucks i give
but i can't reveal who i am i ll just remain anonymous
climax you get your thrills
fucking hot bitchs give me chills
im all excited
like i ride on top dont matter which position
id rather be with someone who loves me but the fucking is good
dadada
peace
__xoxo
i pray thats not a fucking tumor oh shit a fucking disease.
i just love the way he teases my mind
lame i put all the mcs to shame it was just midgrade wed and not the finest
high above my reach i flew to a mountain peak
my audio sends sound signals for listeners to hear
alot of work just to ship a message
but being a mc got me employed shadow boxing maybe if i rap sexy ill get the job
sick at night my head is searching fr a cure major possibilities
what will i discover my mind is analyseing the antidote whatever time it is
BITCHS DONT KNOW ME
DELIVER MY RYMES
think im a phoney ,
lucky im nice \
I SIP ON THE LIQUOR FEELING THE VIBE
ANY ATTEMPT TO PUT DIRT ON MY NAME
I DONT LET IT SLIDE OR LEAD ME ASTRAY ,
HOLD UP
PAUSE
IM SHOPPING ONLINE
CUZ THEY KNOW IM A BOSS
finess clothes its just a expense
____ let me share the vibe in your ride
martha stewart screens in my suv flashy
spazzing out passing out rapping loud
colloseums pics
mausoleum bricks
Right now Iām Carti rapping, so if I scream take it as a blessing
I feel like Scotty pimpinā, if you bring your bitch around she getting taken
I fight like Tekken, in Mortal Kombat Iāll cave your chest in
No second guessing, Iām sliding fast like Iām drifting in a Lexus
Neon glow in my section, she do lines then switch up her expression
Vamp talk, Iām reckless fangs out, I bite with no discretion
pull the lighters out spark it up , lit drifting in a whip full send simulation economics poor situation aiming for the target, bienvenido promise you seduction under construction
smoking weed floating in the clouds drifting photos floating cope with the stress travel around the globe , came at the cypher like cage fighter just kicking to save my life in water ocean treading my head up walking on the beach footprints in the sand living the dream escape all the no emotions master the game till its game over
jubliation till my lyrics end up in the hall of fame rocky , round one i flip the switch illuminated ,
this shit is big peeping you through the spy hole , horse trying to see out the eye holes vocal cords and let all my eyes do the talking did my best its a possibility proud my possie is all moss burged up bossy in a bugatti flossing tease me chromozones figure out who did it sherlock homes want to get married whats your sign are you a aries? diamonds super mario then go after the girl heroes save the world spying on us
new shoes , play blue clues need a dude whos not rude , hand you a plate of food thanksgiving here to save the day super hero . but counting zeros decongestant obesity eating salads
fight with all my might this fairy tale like snow white and the seven dwarfs reminds of this life like animation ugh everything is contmination screw being nice just shoot at them with the bazooka while smookin a hooka with yoda wisdom emojis sushi movies nice large boobies lit doobies
make love to a vampire buy low and sell high smoking weed by the campfire economical decisions i hope it doesn't back fire .
hokey pokie obi won kanobi
"to whoever said he was afraid they 'd ban porn don't worry just keep making pornos " they can't censor us all" all i do is masturbate to drones while the fccs watchs berber aqua ejacluate green tea lemon honey and vitamin d
I'm here for a good time , and take your vitamin d dick and some diabetes pussy good enough to get rid of a hangover
( sorry for saying F * you to those who helped me) I thank those who allow me to learn and be creative with thank u so much *.
thank you
Iām fly as shit like Captain Hook sailing his boat
Iām high as blimps, my closet look like I just sold dope
Gold on my teeth, talk spicy when I float
Walk in the room, now her man gotta cope
The customer is always wrong
They can shut the fuck up
Choke on a big fat dong
I wrote this in 5 minutes
Same amount of time it takes me to finish
Obligatory "not lyrics but"
I wrote this poem for my Dad for Father's day
heās quiet
the kind of quiet
that doesnāt ask for attention
because he has it
just by being in the room
funny, too
not loud funny
but sharp
stand-up funny
like he could dismantle a whole crowd
with one raised eyebrow
and a joke about dead fascists or robots
heās kind
to everyone
but especially the oddballs
the black cats no one else wanted
and a rat named Rocket,
our little space cadet,
who used to crawl thru his sleeves
absolute trust in that giant of a man
she had a good judge of character
he taught me what it means
to ābe a manā
not tough
but solid
not loud
but certain
and never once
tried to define that
by volume
or paycheck
or my crippled posture
he made space
for the version of me
i was still figuring out
and never once
asked me to explain it
he loves pinball
like a science
and football
because itās fun
but his faith?
Well, he chose it
studied it,
held it in his heart
precious, earned
natural to his being
he always had a jewish soul
he knows people
with names youād recognize
not because he chased fame
but because heās the kind of guy
cool people want to know
he tells stories
talks about things he's learned
not to brag, no
he tells the good ones
the weird ones
the kind that end with
ā...and that's why Wendy Carlos was a geniusā
he never judged me
not once
not for the name I chose
or the days I couldnāt get out of bed
not for the mess
or the art
or the weird ways I try
to make sense of things
heās the kind of man
who doesnāt just show up
he stays
and in a world
of broken clocks
and busted speakers
and people always talking
over each other
my dad
has always been
the rarest kind of man
the kind that fixes things
the kind who loves
Happy father's day,
I love you.
This is something i m working on .. i had this song in my head off n on for years but it never made it to the charts.. i can feel it but its not " great yet" needs work but ill show u
ray Charles that lick in the 405 405
fu ck what the cops said about me
fuck what they said about me
i didn't see nothing.
405 sipping on that
in the pent house on that juice on that juice
spit bars in the booth
everybody up on the roof my brain is gone
my brain is gone ,
what you see?
i didn't see nothing ,
i told them i didn't see nothing,
run up and hit on a lick i didn't see nothing ,
slang on them bricks
ray Charles bitch i didn't see nothing .
rob the store down the street
they was hungry trying to get something to eat ,
i didn't see nothing ,
sold a brick on the street and flipped it ,
i dont know , what happend.
flipping bricks no talking on the telling
get away ,
cops pulled up on me they was bluffing
theres also another song i haven't worked on either ,
Its called the yabadabadoo song
yaba dabadoo theres a bear in a pool
should been in school instead i was a fool ,
smokey weed with barney
rubbel in the hubbel space station
yabadabadooo
scoobie smokin doobies watchin movies
oo weeee
yabadaaba doobie
oo www hit a lick with bam bam .
____ might make both of them for fun wham bam thank u malm
later
couple more that i been thiniking bout is bestie, "
" rymeing wth skills" is another one
" white chic fun" maybe
" rumors keep circulateing"
rumors keep circulateing rymes keep perculateing " know all u tricks love to hate me , I put the critics on ignore ,
rumors
I really like the way your brain works
Like grand parents, balloons, fireworks, blisters and virgins//
Corking bottles of Bourbon//
By Rednecks hanging out suburbans//
rulers on desks, kids getting smacked, from playing open chest//
Like niggas robbing, glocks, cops and liquor shots, I'm poppin!
A deep breath, as i intake my scenery//
Peeping these sleeping non believing in me dreamers round me//
They Want me stop,
hoping G.University flop,
But I can't noooooo!
I gotta show em this is real hip hop//
Switch!!
Lets face it!
Half of these rappers never strategize for greatness!//
Shady imitators in the game immigrating//
Strumming they're pain, while I'm patiently waiting//
Fall like season, and leave, fore I break the rakes in!
Mental complex that of philosophies o hate me not//
They label me an outcast, then cast me out their speakerboxx//
Dumb it down not yeah I'm getting real gwap
Never dumb it down,
Naw legend getting real gwap.
Gotta peep that knowledge pun/double entendre
iM THINKING THIS PARTY ABOUT TO GET LIT
TH EY T ALK BA D A BOUT M E B u T I HA VE A GIF T
I W O NT FO R GE T
P RA C TIC E A T RAPPING
LEA VE THEM IN THE BLAC K DU ST BR AGGING
victorious i made cash as a mc
MASTER THE MUSIC TO CAPTURE THE MOMENT hotter water
SHATTERING on the charts billboard im on it
PATH IS EASIER IF YOU ASK FOR HELP practice makes perfect
aparatus
HEAD BOB NODD OFF WAKE UP IN THE SKY
TANGIABLE FLAMMABLE i feel like i can do anything
MY SIDE OR THEM
MEDICINALS HEAL MY MIND BODY AND SOUL
CLUTCHING THE MONEY STuffed into a bag
head nod bob and weave demons so ill call me a exorcist
chatty
15 minuntes
let me finish
take the stage
FUCK IT
AYE
FUCK IT
AYE
FUCK IT
AYE
FUCK IT
AYE
I SAID FUCK IT, GOOD LUCK WIT IT
ALL THE SUDDEN PULL UP PINSTRIPES LIKE KFC BUCKET
DIAMONDS SHINING DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT IT IS, JUST BUY IT
NEED A NEST WAY IM SO FLY BITCH
DANCIN ON EM LIKE JOE BIDEN, THEY ALL OFF BAD TIMING
NEVA TWO TIMING, LOYALTY TIL I BITE IT
LIT IN THIS SHIT JUST LIKE RAIDEN
YOU CAN KEEP YOUR PIE DONT SMOKE TURNIN THE TIDES AND
STACKING UP HIGH TIL I RESIDE IN SOMETHANG SUPRISING
TRAP BEATS WITH VIOLEN. DARK SHADES SITTING BEHGIND VIOLET TINT
SEE YOU ASS SPYING, BUT CANT SEE ME EYE TO EYE IN DIS CLIMATE
MY GIRL A HARD 10 AND SHY WHEN I PULL UP EVERYTHING NEW DRIVING
TALK DOWN BOUT THE BOY BUT WONT TRY NOTHING
TAKE HER T O THE ISLANDS, RILE THE HATERS HEAR EM CRYIN
SIZE HIM?!? NAHHH IT TO BIG FOR SIZING
RIMS HYPNOTIZING WAY THEY SPIN SO VIOLENT
ALL I HOPE FOR IS WINS
AYE
FUCK IT
AYE
FUCK IT
AYE
Told her pops Iām the one-stop shop for hip-hop
Then I told her Slob āN donāt stop till I bust like a cop
This slutās cuffed up āN Iām locked āN loaded
Never tied down to a hoe like an anchor, they know this I wonāt date her
I just take her āN slay her, tears of joy foā the boy like Iām her maker
Sheās a shaker, call her pepper my spicy bed wetter
She knows Iām a stepper in the west like Kdot the day I met her and made her bed rock
Word to her foundation you canāt make it up
I like to sell the cakes on sluts
The tricks got a sweet tooth so I let him have them sweet fillings
Every day itās dream time manifestinā turninā bad bitches to cream pies
Is she ready? This hoeās sellinā more cream pies than Little Debbie
Aimed for the top of fame the optics steady
Your daughter sellinā pussy yeah she poppinā pleanty
She calls me her care bear, yeah her rotten teddy
The type to cuddle her after she gets lost in in a bed wettinā
bands put your hands on me , sands on the white beach , walking walking walking you got some crazy legs,
mcs ordering from the box ,
girl in the crowd got a good vibe
walking walking walking you got some crazy legs
nastier nastier nastier this is not a sex cult box just get along im trying to concentrate
board games with alien contact why can't i see through the fog , getting head in a porsche
supercars and superstars
erotic exotic i promise seduction wave june balloons
stay plesant
im so comfortable vunerable cheeta red panties , lips will make u scream
cream dreaming of me
after i kiss him he was peppy
sweaty the sex was great
spin the bottle with a model smooches
cream make me scream best believe i bust one down ice cream
love you like a hostess
open up this box its a whole mess
lighten up the mood frosting
kiss on u slowly in the morning call it good coffee
sweet and sexy like some buttercream
no struggle but hug on me and juggle these tits
Caramel bounce off u marshmallow
I need some of yourvkeebler
Wood
Put on my birthday suit head in a Porsche coupe seductive tease the cream out filling
I wana taste of the decorations
No clothes on just a apron
Eat the dick for my birthday cake
Decorate ur body with frosting
How much it cost me
I want you comfortable
Bake shop unstoppable
Mc bake up rhymes cake taste so good baby deep throat
Cooking
Cake or dick oh it's just the eggplant emoji
White frosting act up hit the pusdi from.back
Hostess Keller grab on the wood softly
Flirting with me im.so down feelings get lost in my kitchen
I want you to play mee going through the motions sparkel
I got the cake go head and park the porsche
Licking on my frosting
Little Debbie i ready for it
I need custom body shop swoop Mc in the booth
Coocie look good out the movie
Get your ass to bed
Old ass fat classy boss toss it up
Titties cookies n cream
Baddie
Titties
Cream
Spoil me with the cake miss piggy
Minagatwah
Take you the garage we got to be quiet
Huh pull up
Rawr
Good climb run it it run it hundreds
Promises
Honest
Sweet in my car hop in nice ride
Vibe
Come over fix up the house loyalty trust what u bout
Call me the chipmunk I want all the cum out that nutsack
Run it run it back
Cake nice bitchs is fake
Busta pussy open
Slutty
Bad nigga can't fuck if u ain't got money
Cooll
Let me bust it down on u cool hands slide
{ pardon the sluttynesss} all good vibes ok } just brainstorming deuces
save me a spot on your next album
the streets know me thats a fact
they got a temper when theyer around me
so i have to have tact , i ll kill them with kindness
thats really all i can do ,
pretty sure they want me gone that is true,
for the moment we live in different words
you dont know where i came from
but i just ride around in my luxury car on some good vibes
im from the south , but wish i could leave ,
i got friends maybe i should catch a passport
spot on the album i get paid to write
finesse in my clothes i don't know where my gold is
my ops trying to get me if i end up gone it was the Jacksons
keep it lit light a bulb got more game then the thunder players
you try to cancel me like the last season of x files
ill just reappear like a gremlin after midnight
take shots at the party then i pass out
hope the cops don't show up and ruin the vibe
in the bible it says you reap what u soe
spit bars at the coliseum pray for sinners at the mission
they need a priest all i can do is be kind and write cds
my mind got robbed like a vault stole all the lyrics then assaulted
battled scars i healed then got the loot my enemy's need a priest every time they shoot
all there sins make it hard to forgive , they play the victim so i don't think they will repent
majority only gives you a few options and doesn't take into account what is the correct choice
we need fact checking for politicians
why bring a child into the world if your going to abandon and abuse them
can't take care of children or adults
what future if we treat each other with violence and turn a blind eye to danger
we all live in different worlds it doesn't give u permission to enter mine
sick people enjoy hurting others why you admire violence
set up from the beginning they tried to rob us , drugs and traffic
make all the money just to give it away ,
I would be a millionaire if music were skill-based
i feel like hum pty dump ty i too k so ma ny hits
but this rap stu ff is a gi ft i have so ill just use it
i got made in a lab oratory on a stor my morn ing plan ting seeds for a bori ng morni ng
when i was a kid i us ed to disl ike the show mau ry sa lly jessie Rafael
all you can do is keep your mind right when your a dart board
given a few choices theyer probably wrong majority rule
cuz id be a millionair if it was skill based
the guy in the back seat who is he
ill spend 100 gs in five minuntes
yesterday made 900 dollars and i went swimming
i got love for the bejamins
who doesn't
if i had to guess theres a price tag on my head how much money
i came from area 51 some laboratory
that space ship got batwings and sends out pings
set up from the beginning they tryed to rob us all
ops trying to get me but all i can do is kill them with kindness
now i just make records
but i think i was happier when i sold drugs
if i was a criminal would u still show me love
tired of being slept on
ill rewire the billboard charts and put me on top again
#1
Sky without a limit thats a vibe
looking at the moon we getting so high
go all the way , 100
Donuts on the freeway
( to the guitar guy) E was a nice suggestion I ll work on some e progressive chords thanks and melodies I made a song " i am free" just toying with " e's basically" see what i can do.. i been mostly in C e a g for a while... Ill try to toy with E E SHARP e MINORS... " FREE" " mEE" .. tHANK U
Got a new magami gold cord so it improved my sound quality on the studio monitor.. nice need a second mike stand .. I get feedback from the newman mike when doing live performances.. but with my other mike i dont so im gonna set up 2 mikes.
also if anyone has any recomendations for vocal practice that is " more fun" that would be nice, Mi ma mi ma moo.. la so fa te dos etc.. videos .. that would be cool too .. i had done some but got bored with them and need something fun to practice my vocals to.
( range)
also i bought some beats .. they sound more professional some of the songs turned out kinda ok .. have all chorus and no hooks.. need more hooks i guess.
like making my own beats tho more authentic.. original music is nice..much love hope you all have a wonderful friday xoxo
kim
for whatever reason I am a sweet potato i need butter did well. " funny" its like i captured my spirit in this one song.. it was really lovely
if u have anything youd like to share.. love to hear u
2.71828 im grown but i hate the way people try to take faith and throw it at me like itll pump the breaks on the way they treated me
then tryed to play the victim id rather shit on all of yall before i admit to being a prick for the shit i did when i was being hit on
abuse is not my fault
99 bananas tony Montana
bounce on the d
like a trampoline
high its me wanna play hide and seek
when you find some dope rymes we can play peek a boo
still havent' seen shit from u
batta batta act up
still a bad bitch ballin in the club
you got faith in me dont you
i haven't made any mistakes yet have i
you can relate to me can't you
mind im unloading
understanding me copeing emotions floatin
chop up the beats i wont stop i stay on top like the d
actually i spit factually
introducing exlclusive producer seduceing you no loseing rooting for us
tired of mcs that are so jaded
and serving up weak mcs telekentic criminal serving up subliminal
other mcs need to go back to rapping school its not practical im a rabid bat acting a fool
arabian higher desire spitting fire , no wonder all of the good mcs retired or died
murdering all mcs like ************* ( supposd to say columbine) but i find that offensive... redicated)))
turn these lyrics into a dollar sign
master it clasicall bombastically tragically rapping elastically
actors will fell the rapture amputation by tractors factors
is that a cat pet it kitty kitty pretty barcardi up at the party hardly doc martins
your lyrics are barley a fart in the wind
shit on all the mcs likes
there's
no tomorrow
lean and tropicana
thats floating dead bodies choking open provoking inner emotions u say u got passion but i aint seen it
all them fake ass lyrics is just tragic
im not responsible im very patient and your a damn monster
cursed im very disturbed blurting out the shit that i feel from behind the curtains,
cuz life is a bitch and then we die , thanks wham bam thank u malm chains whips leather its been a pleasure knowing you put some coffee in the measureing cup for the fucks i have left
'
just to kill mcs who wear masks and cape you can't escape me now thought u could hide on the streets theyll be no peace its like u trying to chase a fat girl while walking on grease deceased rip rainows angels up above
semi automatic spray to pay lay i kick nuts like a pay day candy
reaching out for the beach balls im handy to have around tool foolish
something about quisernarts and toaster ovens
E
Tony montana 99 bananans lean and tropiciana
henny
hennssey drank the whole bottle till it was empty my feelings about dope mcs
i got plenty im a lyrical alocoholic counting pennies
where i do is float on a ryme and coast through a show grow till it blows finess in some clothes
im the lyrical best miracle spritual
hopefully one day ill find a way to get paid for my rymes until then ill just keep selling drugs and comitting crimes
impossible possibly nobody could stop me i awoke the demon a double homicide didn't believe in nothing hate can't escape like this a hell i wish it was fake , i dont need jesus take out anyone who comes between me and this bitch im stabbing her while shes screaming they said i should be nicer , fuck that dice the bitch up ill probably be dead by the morning anyway nobodys gonna stop me , and no matter where i go ill just drink this bottle of henny so i dont have to remember all the bad shit you do when your unconscious abandone a mansion i can't forgive u and i wish nothing more then to put my hands on youi fucking want to kill you for playing the victim when you was abuseing me , im not responsiable look at the fucking monster u created im so fucking patient how can u keep me waiting I hate you u fucking bitch .. i wish u would die immediately if i had one wish in this world itd be you never existed
unstoppable help me finish this my last wish ,
da da d a
i dunno later
cursed and obserd blerting out shit till i go bezerk
i would rip your face off like a chimpanzee leave you in the dirt twerking bloody murderering
jump on your dead body like a trampoline bounce the dick like a stripper break in and rob all of you so i can get the cash quicker
i made mistakes hows my grades did i move up the food chain meatball orca ill lick your dick like a foot long subway on monday funday in a fun way
im unloading these bullets copeing these emotions are explodeing dipping your onions in the sauce lost cost
free willy till i feel silly avoide your toxic bullshit anxious waiting you can bill me later probably can't afford it
wraith spit on this bars till i get paid im just a whopping crane taking a dump in the shade murdering all the mcs on your playlist
im robbing the bank like i just hit up jeff bezos my car got stuck behind a damn train thank god im so lucky fuck my brains out save me
while licking the inside of a hostess cup cake pull up to the freestyle like a king tea and some crumpets
if the police come cuz i was poppin off acting ratcheett just say i was sick and had the flu and started acting up
chatting i had to grab on the cash like a snapping turtle twerking my ass like an acrobactic doing mathmactics verbal tactical practically magikally sassin these hoes
haven't had many ill rymes from you mcs so im playing peek a boo .
deuces
Frankly you think you sick but you aint even a sneeze , your lyrics are not even a fart in the breeze
Pardon me for murder you verbally wait a second the doctor needs to do surgery
Switched the TV screen to vhs
2 seconds later the nurse stepped in
Perked up
Talking bout have faith everything will be fine
Black sunglasses in a ski mask the bad actor showed up
I switched it off the news
Doctor im.need a room
Pulled the emergency switch and evacuated half of the hospital
He thought he could get me but he was half cock disc jockey
Dude socked me in the john
Ended up laid out on the hospital lawn
Screaming doctor help
Dude just threw a fucking Bible at me told me I was going to hell
Heard a guy screaming bout how good this chicken was in the crowd
Seduce and pleased last words I heard before surgeries
Laid out in a hospital i think they murdered me
Okieeeer
The anathema hit me quickly
Anathesia
I began hallucinations bout fat bubble butter hippies fely like I was on psilocybin
Afraid I just laid there in silence
I was gonna start some shit n squabble
But I didn't want to get kicked out the hospital
My motto
Visualized hypnotized I put my wits to it
The drugs n hallucinations were kicking in
High as fuk left the hospital sticking ppl up put the money in the bag
Barley made it home
The door squeezed i hit some e notes
High in Michigan serving mcs in the cold of winter 3 below
KISSED BY THE ROSES LIKE SEAL
ALL IN MY FEELS BUT KNOW BETTER STAY CHILL
KEPT IT REAL BUT ITS A LOT TO REEL
RIMS SPIN BY THE WHEELS ON MY SHIT LIKE LANDFILL
FAN STILL CANT STAND STILL GIVING DAPS AT WILL
BITCH IM LIKE WILL SMITH BEFORE HE SLAPPED TAPPED OUT THE TILL
HERES THE DEAL, ZERO FUCKS GIVIN UNTIL A MILLION IS FUFILLED
SPLASH LIKE I HAVE GILLS, SAD STORY HAPPY PILLS
That's good
@undone flare why r u angry tho u need to explain leaves listeners pondering.. why is he mad
Brisket soup im a nimkumpoop
I have nothing except for the money pissed off possibly i might be explosive provocation com on man be fair perpertraitor village idiot improve your self esteem
Not ashamed of the way I feel
These problems are smaller then a grasshopper
I've faced worse then this but I have money im still pissed
Do you hear yourself when you speak it's like emotional blackmail
Im Hella awesome
Stop making me crazy
And bless us all on this sunday
Throw a rose to the ground or give 'em rosaries, now.
Play your role to get defiled, don't hope for the roles to turn around.
Notice how vulgar it sounds? Like a drum pulses the ground.
Yet that drum gets loaded, starts rollin' out rounds.
Ain't nun but a plot of how we hope for the sound.
The stylus of rhyme, to encroach on the crowns.
Approach it from coast to coast, to run around hopefully.
Hopefully we make it for more than faulty idols and royalties.
Roll once for free, play the game while they pay avoidance fees.
How uncomfortably do I have to speak, in laymen it's this annoyin' speech...
how most of the time, we flow too alike or get alienated like the moses of rhyme.
Split the verses, be diverse or flow off the lowest of vibes. That's the way estrangement has me holdin' the mic.
If I lost control of my mind? I'd still feel the hopes I've defined, so that's how I know where to go with the flow into lines.
It's simple as that.
Add the lessons of pride, the youth give a duller sense of trife.
I'd give condolences, alright? Yet there's more to that than fitting pages.
Stuck-up bars that behind post poles wouldn't meddle with.
We're dogs given a roll and gin, fitted collars and left in these cages.
The metal makes the medley tense, we've met a force, truly dangerous.
The voice inside our ego when it gets bruised, metaphors couldn't explain it, then.
Yet through this stanza, the only thing that matters to the reader is relevance.
No wonder we come from the gutters, and everything is subliminal.
Conscious is lost in a monotony rotten,
poets are shirked, whilst liars are prophets.
You became the antithesis of honest.
Those who think they got the game truly locked in just wanted something to talk upon it...
For the record? Everyone knows where they stand on the stage before the announcer starts talkin'.
apparently "christmas" and some other references to it are automodded
or was the the word lackluster??
weird
half of one of the stanzas got automodded ĀÆ_(ć)_/ĀÆ
thank you
it's expressing the nature of peer pressure and our lack of self-control in our lives; as dogs locked in cages, given treats and told to speak - a comparative contrast to jail and relatable etcetera
PISSED OFF CAUSE I FEEL RIPPED OFF
NEED A MILLIE LANDING SOFT CAN BARELY AFFORD THA LOFT
SHIT GETTING TOSSED CAUSE I CANT HAVE IT ALL
HATERS LOVED IT LAUGHING THEIR ASS AND SAID IT WAS RAW
WENT AND REVIEWED IT AS WHACK,
BITCH ILL WHACK YOUR ASS HOW BOUT THAT
WITH THE BACK OF A HATCHET LIKE IM BAT SHIT
BEEN THAT SHIT STACKING LAYERS IN FASHION
PASSION OUTBURNING THE FASTEST
EVERLASTING NEVER GIVING UP WHAT IM AFTER
HATERS MAKE YOU MONEY BANK ON THEIR LAUGHTER
THESE BLACK BARS LIKE CLOSED CAPTIONS
READY FOR ACTION, SPINNING THE TRACTION
REVIEWERS ARE HAS BEENS THAT NEVER HAD ENDS
RATE MY SHIT ONE TO TEN, WITH YO DOUBLE TO TRIPLE CHIN (FAT BITCH!!)
RATE MY TAPE HUNNED THEN, YOU MAKING MONEY OF HATING
BILL CLINTON YO BITCH, I HAVE NOT HAD RELATIONS
RISE THROUGH ANY SITUATION TIL BRINGING HOME THE BACON
PRESS THE BUTTONS OF THESE SQUARES LIKE A PLAYSTATION
FAKE ASS HEN, THIS COCK A DOODLE WILL EXTEND AND MAKE YO MAIN BITCH WANT TO GET PINNED
HOWS THAT FOR A LEND!?!?
V12 CAN PURR
LONELINESS CALLS TRYING NOT TO ANSWER
SAND SWIRL THE DESERT SWEEPING LAND STIR
WHEELS SO BIG IM SCARED TO DRIVE FORWARD
WANT THE TRUTH BUT IM TOO SMALL TO KNOW FOR IT
DO IT FOR MORE THAN THIS BREAD AND PORRIDGE
WE EATING NOW JAWBONE SORE
DRIP STEADY POURING STAY AHEAD AND FLOURISH
NOT IN A PHASE REAL FROM THE 504 BITCH
SHIT GET TENSE HAVE TO STAND ON IT OR FLOOR IT
NO MORE FLOWERS FROM THE FLOURIST
KEEP MY HEAD STRAIGHT NO TRAP LIKE TOURIST
HANDS STORING, CASH GRABBED FOLDING
MANS BE ASSURED TO DIG TO THE CORE
GET NO MATTER WHAT U HAVE TO PERFORM
FLATTERED TIL U RATTLED AND LURED
BATTLE THE PAST KICK ITS ASS FASTEN FOR MORE
BY THE SPOONFUL
BOONIE ON HOPING I AINT GET KILLED
DOG TAG SAY MY NAME SO THE TRUTH SPILL
THIS CROSS MY GOLD LEAD THE WAY THROUGH FUFILLED
I have to endure the energy being put off by rappers
who aren't lyrically gifted, and lacking skill, well I got enough for three
who can beat me, enter in the, sign up sheet, and get in a booth and double, 3-3-3,
cause you gonna need the devil so you can defeat the monster spittin up on this beat
sucks your crippled though since you can't walk these high hits, please,
get the fuck off the stage and pray on both knees, cause the only thing saving
you from choking is god's energy to bring humility and mercy when I squash you like a beetle.
Spark the start of Noahās ark with my flow tsunami
She holds my sausage hostage but slices your salami
Yeah, probably, sell a treach overseas or at Palm Beach, my napalms reach to brawl emcees
My sluts cuff sluts kissinā my misses call that their lip lock
Bitches lingerie overflowinā, plant my seeds in what soiled then sell you her dirty laundry
Sluts pray to my game, I got a bad batch buffet you eatinā scraps of my raps
Disaster wherever my pen is at, master of wrath attacks
Higher self karma lessons, your favorite rappers' notebook, my pen bench presses
Alchemist, I crafted my past salvaged the pain āN stresses
Get your tune up, Iām a tool, yeah god threw a wrench in the works, thatās why Iām wretched with verse
Rich bitch looks like she could fuck a million bucks, I could tell by the stench of her purse
She a looker fishinā for souls call her my hooker cause she brings in a boat load with her network āN networth
Foul cerebral cortex whose whoreās next, murder the pussy call that my wet works
Iām a vet immersed in your daughter's squirts, thatās her wet works my navy babies, scooba shooters
Iām her favorite choker, sheās my favorite super soaker, but sheāll leave you neutered, her orgasm so big you can see it on Google Earth
I CAN ONLY TELL YOU HOW IT FEEEEEEEEEL (REAL!!)
SAY IT ON CHILL, STAY LIT NO PILLS (REAL!)
SPLASH LIKE A SWIG DRIP ON SPILL (REAL!)
THESE BOYS NEED A RE-FILL (YEAH!)
THEY COULDNT HOLD ME BACK THEY TOO LIL (REAL!)
THEY TOLD ME I COULDNT MAKE IT AT WILL
PULLED BENZ ENGINE ROARIN STILL KICK IT LIKE FIELD (YEAH!)
GET TO THESE CHIPS MY KICKS SWEET LIKE MRS FIELDS
JUST POP A CHAT WITH MY GAL
FOLLOW THE TAP LEAD TO MILS
SOUTH SIDE TIL I DIE BUT CANT STAND STILL
CANT HOLD EM BACK FROM THE DEALS
POETRY FROM THE SOUL TIRES PEEL
TAKE OFF FROM THE PAIN THAT I FEEL
RAN OFF ON THE PLUG DONT NEED PIFF USED TO SMOKE KILL
BIG BIDNESS HOLD THE STEEL
TOLD ER DONT ABIDE BY THE LIES THEY GON SHILL
REALLY WHAT IS THERE TO DO?
WHEN THE WHOLE WORLD CONSTANTLY HATING ON YOU?
REALLY WHAT WOULD I DOOOOOOOO?
DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THEM OR WHO IS WITH EMMMM
STANDING TEN TOES ROCKING GUCCI DENIM
REALLY WHAT WOULD YOU DOOOOO?
TAKE OFF SPIN EM INKED UP LIKE VENOM
REALLY WHAT WOULD YOU DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
DONT GIVE NO FUCK HEALIN FROM MY SINNING
CARELESS BOUT YO TOOL DEFENDING
WHAT WOULD YOU DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOOOOOO
IM FROM THA MOTHA FUCKIN NOLA SITTIN
BOOT STATE AND ALL ACCROSS THE FIVE OH FOUR EXTENDED
REAL ONE BEEN ON TOES SINCE BEGINNING
THE BENZ LIFTED NOW IM FLOATING IN IT
I BEEN GETTING IT CASH FLOW THEY LIVID
I BEEN SPENDING BIG OH'S STAY GIFTED
WHATS THE PRICE GOT THA SHRIMP FRIED RICE
REMEMBER WHEN I WAS BROKE WITHOUT A BITE
REMEMBER THEM COLD NIGHTS UP PLOTTING ON THE DEVICE
NOW ITS CASH ON SIGHT KAWASAKI BIKE SAME COLOR AS SUNNY DELIGHT
USED TO NEED IT FRONTED TO GET RIGHT, I WASNT RIGHT
CLEANED UP MY ACT ITS A FACT YA BOY GOT IT TIGHT
PEPPERMINT RED AND WHITE RIMS ENTICE
SPINNING LIKE A TRICK DICE
AINT THE TRIPPIN' TYPE
PULL UP HYPE WITH YELLOW ICE , LOOK LIKE I PISSED IN THE ICE
PISSED OFF MY EX SHE HAD A BABY ITS FATHER OUT OF SIGHT
WOW WASNT ME LIKE MAURY SAID ON TV
FASCINATE TTHE STREETS, VEGGIE SHIT STAYING OUT OF THE BEEF
DONT CARE TO ELABORATE TO ANY HATERS RUNNING THEIR TEETH
USED TO DRIVE A JEEP BUT IT HAD UNCOMFORTABLE SEATS
THEESE DAYS RED DIAMONDS DRIP LIKE NOSE BLEED
THEESE DAYS VERSACE SHEETS DANCING LIKE GREASE
THEESE DAYS NEVER THOUGHT IT WOULD COME TO BE, TIL I UPPED THE FEE
NEEDED MO MONEEEEEEEEEEEY
DONT ASK ME UNLESS ITS TWENTY
SITTING COMFTY HAND DOWN MY PANTS LIKE LIKE AL BUNDY
BUT AINT NO MARRIED WITH CHILDREN
THEESE STACKS IM BUILDING COME TOGETHER LIKE A PAVILION
LOOK FOR BETTER DAYS
LOOK FOR
LOOK FOR BETTER DAYS
LOOK FOR BETTER DAYS
LOOK FOR
LOOK FORBETTER DAYS
ICE SPLASH ON WAVE AYEE
BIG SMILE LIKE B-DAY
WIN MAX LIKE TJ'S
BOYS TALK BOUT THEEE FADE
WONT SAY TING TO MEEE FACE
GAME BALL LIKE EA
MOVE ROUND NOTHING TRACED
IF SWING DOWN LIFT WHERE HE STAY
KEEP IT TIGHTER THAN BRAIDS
WONT SAY IT JUST TO BERATE
OFF THE RECORD LIKE A DJ
LOOK FOR BETTER DAYS
LOOK FOR
LOOK FOR BETTER DAYS
LOOK FOR BETTER DAYS
LOOK FOR
LOOK FORBETTER DAYS
BOYS TALKING FUNNY
LAST WEEK I HAD NOTHING
PULL UP SEE ME UPBRING
UP NOW ON UPSWING
LAST WEEK I HAD NOTHING
NOW BOYS ACT CHUMMY
SEE ME FOR THE MONEY
WONT SPEND IF WASNT ONE DAY (YEAH!)
LAST WEEK I HAD NOTHING
BIG DOG FROM PUP TINGS
GRIND HARD WASNT FLOSSING
SORRY FOR BALLING
LAST WEEK NO SLEEP WAS TOSSING
COULDNT PAY FOR APARTMENT
COULDNT GET HER TO STAY NOW SHE WONT GET OFF ME
RIDING MY WAVE STAY SAUCING
WHITE DIAMONDS WHIPPIN ON FROSTING
Rap ain't 'bout your greed, your glove or them pockets.
It's about what you need, not what drugs you wanted.
That's why I rap, to feed my dogs yet I seem dishonest?
What, because I don't rap like I don't give a fuck?
I don't rap about exotics that I'll never get to touch?
I don't steal from my brothers or put a knife in the gut?
Brutally honest, seems you bitches ain't conscious.
NPC gameplay, like playin' madden as watchers.
Watch it get twisted like the wrist they flaunted.
Nameen lilbrah, I'm talmbout lettuce you ain't flauntin'.
Too brutal to floss it, got bad gums from that nube sauce.
Ya act like ya ain't got it, cos ya mouth on the jock.
They go down at the corner got mouth full of caulk.
Rappers act ready to buss it, 'til it's down in the chalk.
Hit 'em in one shot, one take, man down on the block.
Jack-o'-Rap, how's that for puttin' a clown in a box?
You are what you eat, so call me pussy now.
You can be a dick stiff in the dirt while I "pussyfoot" around.
Address it like your skirt, you get kilt when you put it down.
Dog with dick in the mouth, bad boy sit, put it down.
Hot dog style, packin' with mustard, take a look around.
Cook it by juggin, you look shook when we up it now.
A hunnid rounds, you honey bunch bitches,
what, you don't wanna bump it, now?
(What? Like I give a fuck...)
Rap ain't 'bout your punches, kid, stick to the boxin'.
It's about poetry, not how I'll smile when I Amazon it.
Done with De Nile, I will the beasts to keep it honest.
Done with a smile. I'm childish, to me it's hop-scotch.
Bottles pop with that fire in the barrel that I brought 'em, pop.
I got 'em, pop. A1 hoops when I lob in that molotov.
You got it, pop. I'll rock the topic like it's the middle of mazel tov.
To be honest, pop? I don't think they like how I talk it, pop.
I dog 'em, pop. No wonder they get flaky when I hop in, pop.
Right, I forget...
Most of y'all ain't supportin' the fam, all you got is the gram. Not a hunnid followers, but you think you got it from them?
C'mon, let's be honest, what you got in the jam?
You bitches is jelly that I don't gotta act tough.
Still, you mess with me? I'll mess your act up.
Got lost in the message, you forgot what R.A.P. was.
Rhythm And Poetry, not victims and bastards.
(Most just like to go on about fuckin kadunkadunk...)
(Nah, most just like to act like they got bars 'cos they rap about stuff-n-stuff-n-stuff!)
(Shut the fuck up!)
TIRED OF THE SHIT BITCH FUCK THE SYSTEM
TIRED OF THE SHIT BITCH FUCK THE SYSTEM
TIRED OF THE SHIT BITCH FUCK THE SYSTEM
TIRED OF THE CORRUPT JUSTICE SYSTEM
TIRED OF THE JUDGES POWER TRIPPING DECISIONS
TIRED OF THE LAWYERS PAID TO RUN THE SHIT WITHIN
TIRED OF ALL THE PRETENDING MADE UP LANGUAGE WRITTEN
TIRED OF THE LAWS THEY BENDING GUILTY WITHOUT A SENTENCE
TIRED OF FIGHTING TO NOT BE CONVICTED
FUCK THE JUSTICE SYSTEM
All I know to do is spit this vicious English
feel like time keeps on shortening my friend list
life's a petty genie dismissing wishes
A gifted misfit with twisted visions can't shift this system
yet, when you grip this wisdom I kick with swiftness
your spirit's lifted, shit's like you hit instant riches
got your back like you fall backwards in a trust fall
the story of life too long, chapters get cut small
master of just cause got squads fractured in blood brawls
enough gall and passion that runs raw
that's that action that stuns all and shit
grab my balls like a fumble during a thundering blitz
blunders and ick, all I make and give
call it fate, I live to haul weight and never quit
own up to my faults and small mistakes I did
grown up with the scrawls, always honest when I skid
on a track and the cat's in the bag
I'm not packing a mag
but the blast from the raps have 'em gasp
All I spat slapped like a gal does an asshole tapping her ass
French lurker, nutting in wretched sluts by the wrecked dumpsters
God bless America for the drugs and sex culture
In the strip clubs, I love my ladiesā hot laps
Like when you fight, break up and make up, baby got back!
Always down to Earth whenever two cheeks quake
Saddle up, come ride dirty like UGK
Iām dead bored, dicking escorts? That's the best sport
Leave the bed tore and shortie with four fifties and leg sores
Now she wants me back next week so she can get more
Bully the pussy, cutie be knee-deep in the great horn
cock is top budget whenever condoms get soft, flooded
lady's walls paper thin and the blade is box-cutting
hit her till the thot plummet
she gives me the yams, she sipping the sauce,
drinks a lot, vomits
never pause, I keep the shock rugged
although I like 'em hot-blooded
fat ass bitch slaps me and my knot's buzzing
chokes my throat, that's how the show unfolds
her hand's a rope, I'll live hard until I croak
now she wants the smoke with the cock so she blow
I unload and the foam came as white as a goat
Journey with me, come and hang around the darkest travelers
keep your true north or shit go south like carpet baggers
I'm through with the crap they using to be fooling the masses
I stay true to the craft, choosing to rap
cause born goofy and wack
let loose as I act smooth on a track
me and the gat love foreplay, I'm pulling the strap
opposites attract, I'm soothing, she brash
what I make rocks like a chef cooking the crack
and I blaze glocks, your presence put in the past
leave 'em shook from the blast
All I need's a notebook and a match
to spark smoke in the booth, stay attached to my youth
life's too short on this planet invaded by the crooks and the rats
search for the light at the end of the tunnel
like HAMAS digging deep and looking for trouble
hand me the booze and I'll guzzle till I puke a mud puddle
round and full as a football huddle
and start to smooch all the hoochies
with the cutest coochies and boobs to cuddle
spitting the flu's my true hustle
whenever I need to get through struggles
feel like I'm training a new muscle
beat up a beat till I get bruised knuckles
feel the elite, play your cards 'fore your mood shuffles
you cocksuckers eat a rock, my teeth chew rubbles
get to scuffle, a few scuffs on the shoes, cuz
too troubled, read my words like comic books' bubbles
dudes crumble over crumbs of bread
lungs are red, bite the bullet, I've come for lead
zero stress runs in my veins, I run the stress
amidst the fun and mess, rock a gun and vest
translation: attack and defend,
one don't go without the other
keep backing your friends
you'll feel whole even when you're loud and bothered
keep your brains from getting fucked out with no rubber
when shit hits the fan, men can duck down with a stutter
you can run and hide behind your shutters
that prick gon' burn the pussies like Usher
loony crude freak rolling up like a doobie
let the truth breathe
phony fucks won't move me
exposing the biz, kid (biscuit) like a cookie
truly disposing of nitwits and shook newbies
what you watching is getting scarce like good movies
nothing badder than a hood groupie who look bougie
all them fools rookies who be avoiding me like school bullies
truthfully I'm a kook ruling, gotta get used to me
when the cruel fuel me and get me too moody
to rationalize, I give a fuck, let the passion flash in the eyes and bash in the wise
rhythms and flows explode in the air like two planes crash in the sky
we boys need to get masculinized
before feeling as happy and fine
as a cat that's smashing the bride
jackasses from the masses capitalize
off sexual misery in a society ruled by spiritual tyranny
lyrical scenery pulls out the hole the mystical inner me
shit's a miracle remedy when I paint a visual symphony
keep it up with the whimsical energy with minimal decency
They said no extensions, right then I ended shit
Cuz ima give yall the directors cut. with these extended clips!
The suppressor quiet like an awkward silence when the tension hit
Then I drop it like a sore topic "don't mention it"
Leave em smoking off his top, he need to vent a bit
This just gotta be what it gotta be, so apologies.
Nina clingy, she on my shoulder obnoxiously.
My nine possessive, like an apostrophe.
I'm single once I get this bitch off of me.
Shot so many clips from the hip i gotta filmography.
Think Blair Witch, its hella shaky when I shoot sloppily.
But Its my "highest resolution to shoot" like I filmed properly.
Bro, "my highest resolution to shoot like I filmed properly", the filmography theme, "my nine possessive, like an apostrophe"... You respect the lyricists code, you respect the wordplay, I like that šÆ
@zenith nebula ay ty bro ive been writing battle lyrics a long long time!
Getting these crumbs straight up
crackerbarrel. Jackin' with a jacked up
gatted barrel wearing tatted leather,
pose art clicks like metal berretta.
Battle royal, but I been baptized.
Absolute madness hangs loose with
custom dime. Slur in a plate cooking in
stir fry, pass me the bass
how I hook using bated breath leaps
fishes out the water cast they bones dry.
Don't mind this process, writing while
standing up got a brain nuttier than
baranduki. Copped out shining like
glistened gemonology.
Gems in these tracks the rhythm is
glistening while I'm chilling in
jacuzzis. Ain't need pockets lush and
zipped carry-weight was so gucci.
Mindstorm looking prada wielding
pen-calibre's larger than Excalibur
ex em' out - no aljebra.
Don't over think the levels got
them mad like barbarians.
Everytime I spit it's got your
bars bursting out like rib-cage
sciences. Heavy breather composin'
uplifts got you blessed through
the sinuses. Hottest out here
callin' me Barbados sun
rhyming slick just to
scratch off your undesired itch
moon-walking backwards jaywalking
the streets wearing Micheal Jackson fit.
With a mic I been jacking cooking up
syllabic elements, I'm an alchemist.
Entertaining the masses using words
on social media - stun them a face of
John Malkovich. Brain improvising
ain't need a lyrical tool. They'll
criticize my content once a month
whenever they're feeling August Blue's.
Always this one, where summers over
people feel mad depressed,
so they start attacking other people's
intellect. Jealous probs because my
art really is their threat.
My intellectual-substance clicks more
than Smith N' Wesson sculpting
masterpieces with words - I'm
the lyricist's version of Barbara
Hepworth with verses cutting out
artwork through ya mind like
a professional Brick and Mortar
Barber - there's no need for the guesswork.
You could see through my resume
I'm just an art-collector though
loyalty my deadly weapon goes bezerk
when representing culture.
I'll wear winged shoes and take that leap
of faith proving I can sky high too
and not just these pesky vultures.
I asked someone, if my Word is bad,
would've expected criticism.
Instead, they've built off
words they couldn't chew - as
if lacked sense of direction.
Never been more direct than,
climbing up stairway to Heaven.
I'ma Christian so like,
my lane is always to steer far from
the negatives. Built a rhyme off
"defensive structure" mind-improvising
logic writing at the tip of barbican.
Avoid temptation and, spit with a
reason to rhyme not with a rhyme
to reason with guys where Matter
becomes Mind is unstable balances.
I don't need that kinda posted malice
pokadotted on my frame of works like
post-melanin. Say whatever you want.
I won't acknowledge it.
haters pay attention gonna end up
loving it. I won't back-down
or call it quits where my career-growth
been sweeter than barbola.
Range an effect if the verses circulate
lookin' mandella. Man, tell em'
both parts of my brain constructing
what others won't say - how I
mentally tandem.
#GOD OVER ME
Popping out like Dilantin,
swish the brim with a cup while I swag like Aladdin.
Spittin' everclear pouring off that glass
praying to my Ash-Kin hotter than Atlanta,
flicked about hittin' deep notes while my eyes on the camera.
Her eyes deemed suburban flowers mighta ring up Jasmine.
Got me making Jazz Clouds blowing smoke over
Grand Canyons. Madness - this flow breathable
dragons building off breeze, word to the Aspens,
flexin' biggest hits daunted. Big spits looking haunted.
I've seen em' chanting friction when there was stops,
as if never taken my eyes away from the clock.
Flow down in them sinks yo what's with those draughts.
Rap lines with my hands tied. Land minds that could blow up
like landmines with a flow you suck bout to just combust
near the flyest backstreets yelling - "AYO WHAT"
ain't speaking cheap when my talk is tough.
They'll "lean with it" living LUX piffing away like
angel dust! They'll tab off Dimethoxymethlyamphetamine,
though they can't DIME-SPEED like some cents/sense was
Amphetamine! Amp'd up the beat going reckless
fade n' from the chest as if you did black magic
on a necklace. Tryna spit bright, with a sick
vibe brighter than crystallites.
Caved in a genre cracking this gem inside
crystal lights. Clean out the old, and make new
for a pistol-grip they'll click though won't make em'
shine as if wearing diamond ice..
Nah, this spit is glorious. Unearthed traveling
euphoria. Got my life in those clouds living in
Heaven - simultaneously seeing Jesus born again!
The people will think was just a boring script.
Though, life-changing. That's better than a rocky metamorphosis.
Learning off the past ways through Biblical data reminisced.
My sound is holified - while soundwaved thetas sent to an abyss.
On my mega transcending this.
Can they really hate this lyricist? Counting up them syllabics
lookin' like a lyrical mathematician seeing miracles performing
critical traditions growin' from the roots of Earth feeling
spiritual conditions. Just so I can read a Bible understanding
the historical gratifications. World-spinning on the daily
mental-missions all across spherical expeditions.
Even if others still don't understand these signified provisions.
Spit is magnificent, tryna be brand new and not hitting what's
redundant. Accidents, sometimes can cause the greatest difference
you'll "tab-skip" like man is tripping over Laxatives.
Rapped innocent, and grandiloquent even though people
think I'm not grand with the eloquence. Just a climactic opinion.
Ain't need to prove I'm good on a score-board with
BRACKET-COLLISIONS! Definition, when I talk in that
DICTIONARY RHYTHM somehow blazing manuscripts
at those who wanna become my oppositions. Word to the opps ya'll a peel/appeal jurisdictions.
#GOD OVER ME
Another day
Another shooting
Another American dream deferred
Blame the trannies
the incels
the whites and the somalis
Blame everyone but ourselves
Ignore the too small coffins
Keep smiling like nothing is wrong
Keep writing pointless words
no rhyme or reason
just ramblings from an aching soul
a rant from your local bleeding heart
I CANT EVEN LIE LIE
I CANT EVEN
I CANT EVEN LIE
I CANT EVEN LIE LIE
I CANT EVEN
I CANT EVEN LIE LIE LIE LIE LIE LIE
DAMN A NIGGA FLY
GET TO THA BIDNESS WE TIED NO TIE
YEAH
SCOOPIN THESE RACKS WITH STYLE
PUT A NIGGA 6 FEET THE COUPE SCREEEEEEECCHHHHHHHHH
DANK IN THIS BITCH YEAH IT MY YEAR
PULL UP SNAKE YO HOE WHISPER EAR
MY DIAMONDS CRYSTAL CLEAR SHININ CHANDILIER
RED BOTTOM GAS PETAL SWITCHIN GEAR
DIGI THE DASH WATCH THE ROOF DISAPEAR
SKRRRRT PULL UP FISHTAIL BLOWIN SMOKE AT MIRROR
ROLLIN UP THE PACK STANDING AT THE PIER
YAUGHT WITH 2 BAD HOES SITTING NEAR
YOUNG NIGGA DANK NOT DEPENDING ON NO OTHER
PULL UP FRESH AS A MOTHA FUCKA
ON MY GRAVE I GOT THAT OTHER OTHER
NEW NEW COUPE FLEW ALL BLUE WATA
NO CAPPIN IM DRIPPIN VERSACE MONEY ON PONDER
BIG CASH EREYDAY BALLIN ON YO MAMA
SHE A THOTTI SMACK IT LIKE E HONDA
IN THE BANK COUNTING WITH A THOTTI HER AS ROUNDER
WANT THE BEEF IT QUARTER POUNDER, SMASH THAT HOE AND CLOWNED HER (RONALD MCDONALD!!)
YOUNG RICH NIGGA WENT AND COPPED THA ROLLIE
SO MANY STONES HORSEPOWER A NIGGA HOPPING PONIES
YELLOW DIAMOND BIG CHEESE ON MACARONI
RED AND BLACK AUDI CALL THAT BITCH TONY
WEIGH THE SCALE YALL NIGGAS LOOKIN BONEY
PULL UP TO THE LOT COP ONE WITH THE CHROME G
A NIGGA SO SMOOTH WITH THE FOLDING
UGHH TWENTY TWENTY FIVE A NIGGA IS ON TIME
DIS MY YEAR OF THE SNAKE ON GOD (ON GOD!)
PULL UP THE ROOF CHOPPED LIKE CHEF STAR
PULL UP AND PEW PEW PEW ALL BLUE LIKE SONIC HEDGEHOG
A NIGGA SO FLY HE MIGHT DIE
RESPUTIN WITH THE WATCH, HOES LOOKIN AT STONES OF MINE
ALL YELLOW DIAMONDS A NIGGA WHYLIN
YOU NIGGAS LYING RED DIAMONDS WHEN I PUNCH LIKE HAWAIIAN
ALL BLUE STONES ON YO MAIN HOE IM STYLIN
PULL UP MONEY MULTUPLYING COUNTING RACKS FRESH LIKE TRIDENT
A NIGGA WITH IT SO SMOOTH SNATCH IT WHILE U STILL DECIDING
YOUNG DANK COME FOR THE CROWN
BOP BOP BOP, SHOOT A NIGGA HE STAY DOWN
STAND OVA HIM BOP BOP BOP STAND ON TEN
DANK BE RIDING AROUND (SKRRRRRRRT)
NEW WHIP YOU HEAR THE SOUND (UGHH)
ENGINE IN THE TRUNK
SMOKING SKUNK WHILE YO THOTTI NEED HER CCAR TO BE JUMPED
A NIGGA MIGHT JUST PULL OFF WITH HER
SMASHING HER AND HER SISTER
A YOUNG NIGGA LIVING
G.O.A.T NIGGA DONT FUCK WIT HIM
BITING MY STYLE LIKE A VAMPIRE HIDDEN
NIGGAS SO LAME, DONT BE FUCKIN WITH THEM (UGHH)
EXTRA TERRESTRIAL LESBIAN NEXT OF KIN SMOTHER ONION HOVERING IN THE SPACE AGE BENZ, BENDING ENDS, BIG CASH SPENT, BAGS ON BAGS HAT SPIN, BOUGHT GUCCI FOR MY FAT FRIENDS, IM TOP TEN, RINGS DIPPED IN FROSTING, STONES EXTEND FROM HERE TO FINLAND
RAPPING I END MEN
EXTRA TERRESTIAL LESBIAN VEGATABLES WITH TESTICALS IN PANTYHOSE
BARELY CLOTHED
MAKE EM TOUCH THEY TOES
RAN MY BALLS ACROSS THE GLOBE
FASHO
AYO
LET ME SET IT FREE
THATS HOW I FEEL IM BETTIN ON ME
ROUGH YEAR IT JUST NOW OPENING
PAID EACH FEE HERES TO HOPING
ONE DAY THAT THEY'LL SEE THE T BROUGHT THE WHOLE THING
NEVER SPILT IT FOR WHAT HOES BRING
THE TIRE ROLLS IM OUTTA REACH
PHONE ON SILENT SOMEWHERE OUT IN THE STREETS
BOUND TO BE HE, THE BOY ROUND HERE SOUNDING COMPLETE
DID IT ALL FOR MY LOVE FOR EACH
STOOD ON TEN EACH STEP NEVER SOUNDING A GEEK
SET ME FREE SET ME FREE
TAKE OFF THE SKI LETS GET IT LEGITIMATELY
POSTER CHILD FOR THIS MONEY EVIDENTLY
PULL UP FRESH OUT BENTLY DREADS SWINGING LIKE ITS EMPTY
M-O-N-E,
WHY THEY ONLY WANT ME CAUSE I KEEP PLENTY
RACKS ON RACKS KEEP SAVING
SPLASH ON DECK DIAMONDS REARRANGING
BLACK ON WHITE THATS OREO
NOMAD STOMPING EARTH ACROSS THE GLOBE
WIRED FOR SHOWS PULL UP INSPIRING HOPE
MY SHOES YOU COULDNT FIT YOU IN SANDLES
Ball like Iām Jordan but Iām shooting 21 from the hip like Iām Kobe
Call it a sure thing run it up undercutting the competition like itās nothing
All of a sudden, blinded by the white blinded by the light like the second coming
Runneth over a muck my cup is no discussions Iām up to something
YOUVE BEEN ON MY MIND BEEN ON MY MIIIIIND THIS WHOLE TIME
YOU BEEN ON MY MIND THIS ENTIRE TIME
CANT BARELY RELAX ON THA INCLINE
TRYNA SHOOT MY SHOT ON THIS TEN DIME
YOU GOT A MAN AT HOME BUT IT AINT FINE
TO LET IT GO HE CHOSE A LIFE OF CRIME
HE ON THAT METH LEAVE YOU FOR A DISH
HIS JEALOUSY RESETS IT NEVER RESTS
PUT ME TO THE TEST, YOU NEED ONE WHO REALLY STEPS
YOUVE BEEN ON MY MIND BABY ON MY MIND
ID LOVE TO KNOW YOUUU
FEEL HOW CLOSE I CAN HOLD YOU
GIRL THOUGHT I TOLD YOUUU
LET ME SHOW YOU SEE THROUGH ON CLEARVIEW
HEARTS POUNDING ON REVIEW OF OUR TIMES TRUE
IF I SAY YOUR NAME SAY YOUR NAME,
IT COULD ONLY BE YOU
BEEN ON MY MIND THIS WHOLE TIME
IM ON IT
NEVER ONE TO FLAUNT IT
IM ON IT
ONLY SHOW WHEN ITS HONEST
IM ON IT
NEVER ONE TO FLAUNT IT
IM ON IT
ONLY SHOW WHEN ITS HONEST
UGHH
ROOF GONE SMOKING THAT TOO STRONG
BLOWING O RINGS, V12 COUPE SHOWN (SKRRRRT)
WHOS DANK? THAT NIGGA DO THESE HOES TOO WRONG
PULL UP IN SNOW STORM ICE HANGING LIKE NEW BORN
NOTHING WAS THE SAME WHEN HE GOT BLUE STONES,
LOVE ISNT FAIR HOPE A G DONT BE TOO GONE
DIDNT COME TO DO HARM, BRING IT TOGETHER BUILT FORM
SKATE OFF RIMS IS SEA FOAM
BENTLEY SEATS WARM
PASSENGER, BAD WAITRESS SHE ON HER PHONE
IM ON IT
NEVER ONE TO FLAUNT IT
IM ON IT
ONLY SHOW WHEN ITS HONEST
IM ON IT
NEVER ONE TO FLAUNT IT
IM ON IT
ONLY SHOW WHEN ITS HONEST
UGHH
WHEN ITS HONEST I DIG IT CAUSE EVERY EMCEE CAN LIVE IT AND WHEN IT BE PUT ON, QUICK TO TELL YA ITS CRAYOLA WAX COUPON s SO WHEN WE KICK IT SHOW THE GRILL GOT THE POUPON , SOAK JOES TURKEY LIKE THE LONELIEST PUNK, FEEDING G FUNK LOOKING LIKE A MOUND ROUND ABOUT TO SPLEDUNK, KEEP IT GENUINELY GENUINE SO YOU CAN TELL WHAT KINDA FRIEND I IS, HUMBLE LIKE A PIE MADE OF BERRIES, CRĆME FRAICHIN CAUSE IM DOWN WITH ALL THE FAIRIES, GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR BRANDS SON, RATHER BUILD SOMETHIN N STICK AROUND SOME CAUSE WHEN THE BITCH GETS BACK SHE GON SAY I GOT A MONKEY ON MY BACK AND ITS A CRYING SHAME, SHE MAD I ONLY BUY HER LEGGINGS AND THEY DONT FIT, SHE GOTTA KNOW TITTIES ARE FOR THE KIDS HIT THE INCLINE AND ILL FOLLOW YOUR DESIGN AND A RESPECTABLE DISTANCE QUICK TO LET HER KNOW THAT I MISSED THIS
YOUR DEVIL EYES SHOWING NO INNOCENCE BABY
NO CHOICE BUT TO PICTURE IT BABY
CRAZY AND FULL OF ADRANALINE BABY
THOUGHTS COME ON STRONG AND IM SENDING EM BABY
NOTHING THE SAME BUT NO HINDRANCE BABY
OWN PAY INDEPENDENCE WITH IT BABY,
PICK YOU UP AND LETS GET INTO IT BABY
SHOW YOU HOW TO GET INTIMATE BABY
THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US, IS VENUS
THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US, IS VENUS
THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US, IS VENUS
THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US, IS VENUS
THE SNAKE SWIRLS
HEAT THE COIL
REAP THE SOIL
REACH THOSE LOYAL
PEACE IN TURMOIL
EACH IS ROYAL
THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US, IS VENUS
THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US, IS VENUS
THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US, IS VENUS
THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US, IS VENUS
Nigga shit, nigga shit, nigga nigga shit
Say it every day, but you would run from where the niggas sit
Bigot bitches die, and you quick to find their innocence
But when it's one of ours who die, you ready blame the victim quick
White man killed by cop,
Happens every single day
Black man killed by cop,
"What's he wearing, what'd he say?"
White man's killer, charged and booked- he still gets paid regardless
Black man's killer, would not look- need riots to get charges
In charge, they taze or charge you, if boots ain't on your neck
How can I get over race, when
I still feel effects?
My granny drank from colored fountains
My momma drank in section housing
Buried things, and never found em
That's why I find it so astounding
That niggas look at this as clowning
"Don't say it", he get to frowning
Just cause he, got niggas round him
In that stupor, keep it thousand
Why yo black friends really smiling?
Some y'all niggas bitches for the image, that's an actress
Some y'all act like poverty's equivalent to blackness
Y'all see niggas as lesser,
So y'all put on nigga accents,
"If I rap like the blacks, I can get some nigga access"
Abscess growing, like a cancer we can't address
Dress it in "free speech" but it never really pass test,
Shit get 'too political' like living life is past tense
Don't gotta be psychic to see that you never had sense
Since we sit and party as the storm cloud over passes
Make it rain, dance- throw that ass, yeah I love that bitch
I'll make it out alone, only me, only cause I'm rich
As if rich niggas don't still get killed
As if Lake Lanier ain't built on top of Oscar Ville
As if we be quiet then we still won't feel
As if the army in Chicago not in Beverly Hills
As if they not gon pull the rug by writing a bill
Bills, dolla dolla
Getcho paper, same tomorrow
At some Point, without sight
What we see looking hollow
Hollywood looking richer,
Issa game- look, The Clippers
Police Budgets getting bigger
And my bitch looking thicker
RAISED IN THE HEAT, HAD SWITCH WAYS OR GET EAT
BASED IN THE SOUTHEAST, IF A NIGGA FEELIN TURKEY
THINK MADE IT WHEN REACH FOR A BIRKIN
GOIN COMMERCIAL FUCK YO BITCH ON THE PERSIAN (UGHH!)
SHE SWISHIN THE CHAMPAIGN' TIL SLURRIN
A REAL NIGGA DOWN TEN IT IMPORTANT
IF SWING THE IRON WHOLE GOLF COURSE SENT (PTTTTT)
COULD OF BUT I WOULD NEVER SOURCE IT
HOOD NIGGA WENT HOLLYWOOD (RICH)
HOOD NIGGA GONE HOLLYWOOD (GOOD LOOKIN)
SUAVE YOUNG NIGGA LIVING GOOD
HOW HE DO THAT AND WENT HOLLYWOOD
NAAAAH NEVER STRESSIN IT OUT
FILT UP THE GAS THEN BURNOUT
TIRES SLIM PASSAENGER MEOW
PULL UP WITH PACK READY TO BLOW DOWN
YEAAAAAAH PASS IT TO MY YOUNGIN REACH THE CLOUD
REAL ONNE NEVER PUT ANOTHER ONE DOWN
CANT STOP WHAT I AM ALL ABOUT
YEAAAAAAHHHHHHH PURSUE THE CHECK
FORTUNE UNFADED SHOULD I COP THE PORSCHE OR HOP JET
YEAAAAAAAAAAH DIAMONDS SORBET ON NECK
UP NEXT IM UP NEXTTTTTTTT
LIFT THE WHOLE SET
NO MORE L'S TAKE THAT AS A BET
TAT WAS FIYA š„
Death holds a blade
Overseas, seek deeper,
As the depth goes away
And replay heat seeker
Who is left, all the way
Blown apart, tweaked beeper
As I rest, for the day
Measure out three speakers
With the bass, who it takes
Many graves, more tweakers
Needles crushed, by the boots
As I groove, sings bleaker
Skin to scratch, unrecord
Highly paid wife beater
Body Cam, blocked with blood
Coated with, reds Pinker
Colors swept, under rugs
Homies killed, street sweeper
President, throws a ball,
Students starve, life's cheaper
Can't afford, give a fuck
Neighborhood, gatekeeper
Crocs will cry, while they lie
But they hate, seen sneaker
Give a fuck, bout a bag
When it can't buy freer,
Take a left, run away
Never see, broke heater
Broken dreams, rich lives
Black trauma, white features
Never spoke, never mind
Never felt- like ether
Who forgets? Who pretends?
Who defends? Mind reader
Never ask. Never learn-
Just assume, mime preacher
Wash the truth from your eyes,
Apathy- my reaper
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS,YEAH (PAPER!)
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS, YEAH (PAPER!)
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS, YEAH (PAPER!)
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS, YEAH (PAPER!)
YEAH I MAKE BOOKS
TOLD YO BABY GIRL TO COME TAKE A LOOK
CHAIN SWANG ON CHEST ICE OUT THE HOOK
IN A FREDDY KRUGER SWEATER POSING WITHCHO BITCH SHE GOT TOOK
PULL HER PULL HER
YOU DONT KNOW HOW TO TREAT HER
BET I KNOW HOW TO EAT HER
EAT THAT PUSSY LIKE A ICE CREAM CONE WITH RINGS ON FREEZER
WAIT A NIGGA SAID
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS,YEAH (PAPER!)
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS, YEAH (PAPER!)
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS, YEAH (PAPER!)
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS, YEAH (PAPER!)
AINT NO PAPER TRAIL ALL BLUE FACES
A NIGGA LIKE YOU!?!? TATTLE TELL TALL TALE SEE IT ON YO FACE BITCH
PULL UP VOLKSWAGON SMOKING THAT SPACE SHIP
ALL DIS GOLD ON ME IM AMAZING
THE MOTHA FUCKING KING
PULL UP READY TO SWING BASS KNOCK YO ASS OUT THE CAR FRAME
BLAMM BLAM SKIPPITY BAM BAM THE WHAM LOOK LIKE YOSIMITE SAM
RATCHETS WITH CASH BITCH, IN THE SUITE LIKE FLAN
SKIPPITY DO BOP FUCK A BITCH ON A YAUGHT, TF WHERE U TAUGHT (BROKE ASS NIGGA!!)
FUCK SCHOOL I CANT READ AND STILL MAKE MON-A-EEYY
OUT OF ONE TO THREE, OUT HERE FUCKING YO BITCH WITH BIG SLEEVES
TIT-IES SHAKING IN THE CREASE
TITTIES SHAKING IN THE CREASE UGH
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS,YEAH (PAPER!)
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS, YEAH (PAPER!)
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS, YEAH (PAPER!)
SMART NIGGA MAKING BOOKS, YEAH (PAPER!)
Iāve been treading merky water, but I aināt chicken or turkey, in that order.
Itās chicken and turkey in this water,
So Iāll put chicken and turkeys in my order.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH CANT TRUST THEESE HOOOOOOOOES
WAS DOWN FOR YOU DEEPER THAN U KNOW
NOW IT SHOOOOOOWS WHERE YOUR HEART GOOOOOOES
ONE THING IS FASHOOOO
THATS WHAT YOU GOT ON FOR SHOW
YOU NEVER BEEN ONE WHO REALLY KNOWS
HOW IT GOOOOOOES
HOW IT GOES, HOW IT GOES, HOW IT GOOOOOES
FLY YOUNG NIGGA ROCKING THE BOAT
THOUGHT YOU HAD IT ALL IT WAS JUST FOR SHOOOOOOOW
ALL OF THEM NIGHTS WE MADE LOVE AFTER SHOW
YOU STRING ME A LONG BUT NEVER CALL
DOWN ASS NIGGA NEVER BEEN ONE TO CROSS
FUCK YO SO GOOD YO EYES GET CROSSED
DOWN ASS NIGGA LETTIN OFF ON EXHAUST
TIRES PEEL, IM OUTTA HERE, PULL THE STEER
NOT ONE TO STAY IN HIS FEELS
BUT CANT TRUST, CANT TRUST THEEESE HOOES FOREAL
SAY SHE HAD A MAN BUT TOOK ME AS A PLAN
WANTED TO HOLD HANDS PLANS OFF AGAIN
SHAWTY ON THE GRAM WHILE IM SMOKING COUNTIN BANDS
SHAWTY HEAD ON EXAM HAD TO RAM
PULLING UP IN THE DODGE TRUCK
BRIGHT RED RIMS LEFT EM STAR STRUCK
SHAWTY HEART STUCK, HAD TO PULL PLUG
SING YOU ANOTHER SONG FOR THOSE IN THE ROUGH
SHAWTY WHERE ARE YOU
NEED ME SOME TIME, SOMETIMES
SHAWTY JUST COME THROUGH
SHOW ME YA VIBES IS RIGHT
ITS RIGHT ON TIME
SPILLIN THE T WHILE SHE DRINKING HER WINE
ROLLIN THE HEAT AINT NO STEALIN MY SHINE
IT MY DAY, MY MONTH, AND MY YEAR FOR THE DIMES
BAD BITCH FEELING ME WITHOUT TRYIN
FLY YOUNG NIGGA FOREAL ON THE GRIND
GET TO DIS CASH INA BEELINE
STRAIGHT TO THE MONEY BIG DOG ON YALL FELINES
PURRRRRR
I do not do no trying, all my lifes been pass or fail
My eyes always look like Iāve been crying, God done plucked me out of hell
Walk with Jesus through the valley of that shadow thatās called death
Iām still inhaling this cancer but exhale life every breath
ACTING ONE WAY AND THEN YOU CHANGE WHEN I CHASE
YO WORDS SAY DIFFERENTLY
YO WORDS STAY HITTING ME
YO WORDS CROSSED INTIMATELY
YO WORDS VENTING TO A G
GO OUT OF YO WAY TO SAY HEY
EVEN CHECK BODY LANGUAGE
WORE THE GIFTS I BOUGHT BAE
BUT ITS ALL TOO MUCH YOU RUN AWAY
ALL TO MUCH FOR YOU TO TAKE?
ALL TOO MUCH TO STAY THE SAME?
SMILES AND HUGS WHEN AT MY PLACE
BEHIND MY BACK ITS DIFFERENT WAYS
TRUST
TRUST
TRUST
TRUST
YUH
CANT TRUST IN WATS SHOWN (YUH!)
CAN ONLY TRUST IM ON OWN (YUH)
LEFT IN MY ZONE
SILENCE THE PHONE
TRUST
TRUST
TRUST
TRUST
CANT TRUST IN WATS SHOWN (YUH!)
CAN ONLY TRUST IM ON OWN (YUH)
LEFT IN MY ZONE
SILENCE THE PHONE
BACK ON MY BULLSHIT
PULT UP TO THE PARTY KICKS PRINT NEWS PRINT (YUH)
BITCH I SPIT FULL CLIPS
DANK GOT THAT FIRE TURN YO ASS FLIPPED
DONT ANSWER THE MOTOROLLA
VERSACE ON SHOULDER
YOUNG NIGGA BOLDER, COLDER
IN THE SHIT IKE ROTO ROOTER
YOU NERD ON COMPUTER
WHERE ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOUUUU
SEE THROUGH WITH A CLEAR VIEWWW
DEEP ROOTS ON REVIEW
ALL THESE HOES WOULD WANNA BE YOUUU
AYE
STUCK IN MY WAYS THE PATTERNS THE SAME (AYE)
EVEN FELL FOR THE SAME NAME (AYE)
SHE UNTAMED BUT STUCK WITH HER MANE (AYE)
SHE WANT CHANGE CAUSE HE CRAZE
SHE WANT ME BUT IM
SHE WANT ME BUT IM
SHE WANT ME BUT IM TAKEN
TWO HEARTS ACHING
Plant a seed in my craft
Niggas know that iām growing
Brodie claim that he rad
Swear it aināt even showing
You is a whole bitch
Walk round my neighborhood
You gon feel my stick
bitch iām getting rich
I work my 9-5, iām getting money
Endure this overtime
My bro got the za thats nice
pull up in my Altima, on god i was ready to drive
some guys wanna jump my bro, im praying they do it
My glock nickelodeon gonna slime
I SAID FUCK IT
THAT GAT IMMA BUST IT
THAT NINE IMMA BUST IT
FUCK IT FUCK IT
THAT THANG IMMA BUSST IT
THAT NINE IMMA BUST IT
SUCK ON MY DICK BITCH IM SICK OF THA SHIT
PULL UP TO PARTY I KNOW IM THAT SHIT
FUCK ON YO BITCH WITH A 9 FOOT DICK
SMACK ON HER ASS SHE BITING HER LIP
SMOKING A HALF OZ OF LEGIT
GIVE NO FUCKS ABOUT A NIGGA SHIT
NITWIT I PULL OFF ON CHROME
BITCH ASS NIGGA STAY IN YO ZONE
SWITCHING LANES THERE IS NO ROOM
PULL UP AND FLAME HOE WE THROUGH
RIGHT NOW I AINT TRIPPING JUST SIPPIN ON JUICE
RIGHT NOW IM FLIPPING THE BIRD TO YA CREW
GIVE NO FUCKS ABOUT WHO AND WHO
GAVE NO FUCKS GET BLOWN LIKE A DUNE
POP OUT COLORS LIKE SOME SHROOMS
BRIGHT COLORED KICKS REFLECTING THE MOON
ITS OCTOBER MY TIME IN THE ROOM
FUCK ON YO THOT EVEN IF YOU A GROOM
BACK IN THIS BITCH JUST TO STUDY
GRINDING ALL DAY GETTIN HUNNEDS
ROLLIE ON WRIST TURN YO BITCH TO PUDDY
SO MUCH MONEY SO MUCH MONEY
I SAID FUCK IT
THAT GAT IMMA BUST IT
THAT NINE IMMA BUST IT
FUCK IT FUCK IT
THAT THANG IMMA BUSST IT
THAT NINE IMMA BUST IT
WHY DO I SMOKE DANK AND FUCK BITCHES?
WHY I GET THIS MONEY FROM TRENCHES?
WHY I BE THE WAY WITH THA BIDNESS?
HOW COME HE SO COLD TO THA HOES STANDING 10 IN TENNIES
DONT NEED A WITNESS (BTTT BALOWWW!!!)
IM THA MOTHA FUCKIN RELEAST
TWO MIDDLE FINGERS TIL GRAVE AND IM PAID
FUCK A NIGGA THAT WISHES TO TOSS SHADE
FUCK ON HIS HOE CLOSER THAN A SHAVE
SPRAY ON THESE NIGGAS LIKE RAID
BTTT BTTT BTTT BALOWWW!!!!
BIG ASS NINE THA IRON SKKKKKKKKKKKIIIIIIP BOP A DEE BOP A BLOWWWW!!!
PISTOL IN EACH HAND LIKE MAX PAYNE POW!!
GETTIN MONEY FUCK YOU CLOWNS
They'd down an ounce of medication without taking C.N.L,
they'll see an L when Lee hits the session you can see (C) his Lyricism N' he creating something real.
Pen sharper than rolling steel - cutting through every Rollingstone.
Tossing "stoicism balls" whenever this philosophy rolls maddest beef looking like a rolled fillet.
Spitting hotter than meat on skillets with my skillset.
Setting the skills set rowing dough allover my hands stacking bread more than rolling-pin.
All I need is a mic to breathe in while they smoking pens.
Penned thoughts, pen gon' roll lighted techniques hoping it doesn't write peccaminous, and instead Pentatuech
when trying angles ya won't glimpse a pentagram.
Slapping "5s on it" composing a "PENTA GRAM"
thinking that's 5 times there's sense in my thoughts flicking literal CENTS
flipping coin predicting afterlife Ragnarok when
"future wet" had to rag it up.
Lookin' washed step the shores of Ragusa, spitting visions getting stoned it's gonna be Medusa.
Dubious. Excellin' growth straight from Nucleus.
Ex cell been delirious forgetting uniqueness. These beasts thinkin' they apes - till come out repping monkey pots speaking monoglot taking couple shots money-hopped.
Cash-cows flaring bucks pretend making biggest jumps end up "triggered" like Kalashnikov.
Creatin' memories becoming kabbalistic-covenants wiser than nuns. My flow always ready like bats - get ready to run.
Lee and a Top Brass? Man, combo makes all these instruments hum.
COLDER THAN EVER ROCKING MARGIELA
YA
ACES IN SPADES NOT FOLDING MY CHAIR UP
YA
NOT SHAVING IT LIKE A HAIRCUT
YA
STAYING FRESH ON CAMERA
YA
TEAM GOT THA BACKUP
YA
BEEN THROUGH IT SEEN IT ALL SEVERAL
YA
NEW COUPE PETAL TO METAL
YA
NEW BENZ EDITION SPECIAL
YA
RACKS ON SPACESHUTTLE, LEVELS ON LEVEL
YA
NOT SUBTLE, WANNA FUCK BITCH NOT CUDDLE
YA
RICH BUT IM STILL GON' STAY HUMBLE
YA
FELT EMPTY TIL IT WAS FENDI FENDI
RACKS I GOT PLENTY, YO SHIT ON PIPSQUEAK
WATER GOT RINSING DIAMONDS RED CHERRY
PULL UP SPEAKERS BLARING HOES STARING
BADDIE GON PAIR WITH ME
HAD HER SO RARE G
FLEW OUT TO PARIS WHITE KICKS ON DAIRY
EREYTHING NEW NEW NOT BARELY
NEW COUPE FLEW THROUGH AREA
SO FLY NEED CARRY ON ,WINGS CARRION
FUCK ON YO THOT SHE TRYNA MARRY HIM
NEW DIAMONDSD THATS THA DAILY RINSE
DONT WANT YO HOE SHE GOT HAIRY CHIN
DANK SHOWIN UP IT THA MAIN EVENT
Feeling like work of art till they Picasso it.
We got deadshots to artistic dreadnoughts gliding across asphalt speaking off the wall without ceilings on top with this.
Floors broke when we'd walk repping pitfalls blaring out that boombox remembering what 2 Pac did!
Walk in the edge of life trying not to "beat around a dead horse" falling at my knees sore watching windstorms as if I stopped galloping.
Argued myself during worst days praying God I nearly had limits thinkin' Ereshkigal diabolically almost corrupted my music! Powered with the truth while deceiver wanna create a dead cord cuz Devil switch souls around change your ways upon life's meaning,
and making you live to extort.
Loaded all ya sins up to import as if it's his ways you'll export.
X n' out that idea flipping whole mindframe like furniture in Ikea later witnessing God forgives your sins when He sees ya.
WOO, that'll go over your head like house with a roof,
pummeling evil when you're loaded the truth.
Fire is raging when they told Lee, "AYO whaddup I almost forgot what your name is, before you leave wanna have a smoke and start blazing?"
Man, I thought that was crazy because,
I'm tryna find a place in this lifetime while,
this guy was hitting backstreets bumping to Slim Shady.
I used to put myself in shady streets when things were slim-cracked compromising my character getting crushed like cracked wheat.
Slipped the paper writing wisdom written had slipped one's mind channeled memories
replayed with some back beats!
Nah, that's deep. Been having rappers playing me their tracks talking how they'll "flip a top" off the spot got me flipping out like laptops!
Back-channel they ideas using black magic tryna get me to fit in their TRAP SPOT.
I done took a leap away from that life-style faster than an in-door backdrop!
Heart the only superpower I had,
could never slam dunk what's underground - word to Hancock! Just want to create memory of myself people can tour like it's a landmark.
Could've knocked this out the park instead it was homeruns in your back yard.
Deadlocks, when track starts hitting harder than concrete jungles inside a house from The Bronx.
Can't believe this, I've been whole my entire life,
and just now seen our world chopped!
Yelling at my face saying, "Yo move out the way or betta GET STOMPED",
crazy arc with teeth tryna chomp like barracuda.
I wish the poor rose up instead of standing out-of-place
while women are kneeling down kissing jewels on a king's finger. Might as well become a preacher,
nonstop hip-hopping allover world's problems
ain't got time for POLITICAL HOPSCOTCH or,
seeing a man toast from "glorious hop" drinking out bottle of Scotch stepping into retirement playing games of Golf!
Got me swinging bro!
I'm tryna give money back to people living on the streets instead of seeing displayed celebrities do the walk-on.
Living stable, humanic proton.
Dough up counting my blessings I ain't tryna come home dosed in depression thinking its wrecking.
Busy stressing, City-slipping off a vibe outta control.
It just needs a reset. Happens with me when I step in this flow. Met new friends, and some old.
As usual, everyone comes and goes.
Least every single one of us is trying to make it through our goals. Instead of mono, we should "double" our efforts for the taking. Working out psychological battlefields,
while self-trained over 900,000+ words in a couple thousand dictionaries you'd best just relate me to NF and Aesop.
Dank we finna set some chaos if we both rapping on a stage quick.
HANDLE IT
HANDLE IT
HANDLE IT
HANDLE IT
IF I SHOW UP I HANDLE IT
SPIT TIL BLEW UP I HANDLED IT
FINNA SLAP ON THA STICK IF I HANDLE IT
SLEEVE A FEW TRICKS WATCH ME HANDLE IT
HANDLE IT
HANDLE IT
HANDLE IT
HANDLE IT
AYE
DOLLARS FOLD ONLY THING THAT MADE SENSE
BIG DECISIONS NOW THAT PAGE DENSE (RACKS!!)
WOULD SAY CHECK MY RINSE BUT IM BEHIND TINT
STRICT TIMING BITCH MY WAVES HIT
EXPECT THIS WAY, CAUSE IM WAY LIT (WAY WAY LIT!)
GONE IN SPACE SHIP (TOO GONE)
THOSE BELOW IT MAY NOT MAKE SENSE (OVER HEAD)
PULL YO CARD I GOT SOME ACE FLIPPED (HE BAD!)
FACE TO FACE HE WILL NOT SAY SHIT (TALK DOWN)
BURNING KUSHY WHILE THE DAY FLIPS
HEAD IN HOODIE ON MY BAPE SHIT
SHE GOODIE GOODIE BUT A BAD BITCH (GYATT DAM!)
ROOF GONE HAD TO HIT THA SWITCH (IT GONE!)
FUCK WITH ME WRONG GOT THE HAMMER
NEVER GOIN BACK TO BAMA'
LIFE IS A BITCH WITH GOOD BANTER
KEEP BIG STACHE LIKE NED FLANDERS (WEED STASH!!!)
WATCH ME HEAT EM THEY TANNER
PEW PEW PEW HOWS THAT FOR AN ANSWER
IM GONE, TOO FAR IN MY ZONE BITCH IM GONE
I'm a big stepper, shirt striped like the Holocaust
I get big bids, high pressure, like Apollo rocks
Make the rims spin,
have her feel like this the Autobahn
What's the deal with her? Said her thoughts go on and on.
Take some pills with her, then we go to Andromeda
She said I'm a baby, but I got money, lalala
She been actin' crazy, 'cause she wavy, off the molly sauce
Tell this bitch pay me, or she'll be missed like phenomena
Have to help her waking, 'cause the pitcher got her noddin' off
I'ma bag flipper, movin' bricks of the Latuda
HOP OUT THE BIG BENZ ON BIDNESS
PISTOL TURN YO AH CHRISTIAN WANTING FORGIVENESS
BALLING STAND TEN IN MY POSITION IN TENNIES
YOU AINT POP CHARTS YOU FIZZLE STRAIGHT FIZZING
WHEN A NIGGA RAP YOU AINT A CHOICE BUT TO LISTEN
LINKING TO BIG ENDS IN THE BLACK LINCOLN
I TAKE THE RACKS AND I INNOVATE
YOU TAKE THE L CAUSE YOU BEEN A FAKE
I BURN THE PACK AND WEAVE THROUGH THE HATE
YOU FOLD YO BACK BOY YOU PUSSY SHAVE
CANT CUT EM NO SLACK OFF MY DINNER PLATE
HOE YEAH SHE BAD AND I SERENADE
I TOOK YO BITCH OUT ON PLENTY DATE
WORK ON THE SCALE AND I TARE THE WEIGHT
GRINDING IN STREETS FROM DAY TO DAY
STARTED OFF SMALL NOW IM MAKING WAVES
DARTED OFF YALL YEAH MADE OWN WAAAAAY
TOLD THE HOE JUST DO WHAT I SAAAAAAY
YUH, YUH
Yuh, yuh
Swear I'm rappin' like I've got all day
Swear nowadays bitches got no standard like cheap lemonade
She talking Ronald Reag, I smoked a couple Js
She went into a rage, I try to quell her flame, the smoke precipitates, self advocates, I'm out of state, 'bout my pape, my flower grape, I'm down to change, if the offers great, I fake my cache like it's modern paint
Aye
This bitch bad, but gotta lot to say
It's okay, cause the intellect like a godless saint
She in my bed, with the chocolate cake
Grew up humble
The pay gets doubled
I still don't fumble
I tout my hustle
You doubt, you struggle
You loud, I muffle
I'm loud, they muddle
Her pussy like drought, for me it's a puddle
She fuck for the clout, and for me, that's a struggle
She actin' confused when I leave her - her duffle
I don't explain, I'm different ranged, the window panes from Johnny dang
The ice ain't fake, it freezes my veins
I am all up in your face like
You do not have a choice
Slap the ground and shake the place just in case I can not use my voice
Shorty quick to hit up my line no text she loves my voice
All these other cats basic I guess I will be the voice
I can make the heavens shake and all of earth rejoice
Cause I gave my life to the Lord Jesus he made me his voice
She ask about love, I gave her a choice
She owes me dubs for every invoice
The money anoints like honey, that's noise
You actin' like I owe you some of my poise
Uh yuh
You a thievin' luh bitch, you're a snake with no voice
I'm on my shit like my bowels went void
Sunk in a pit, with the pain we avoid
I take these pills til I'm softer than soy
I'm a martyr, rejoice
I'll take the bullets not meant for me
Bottle up my misery
And send it to the giving tree
Havin' these epiphanies
Yet they don't mean shit to me
Focused on the entities that guide me where I live and breathe
You actin' like a bitch to me
I bottle up my feelings like it's Listerine
But that pussy like the Hennessy
Got me feelin' like it's meant to be
Me and you, we got no synergy
I ain't fuckin' with your energy
You've been causin' me entropy
Intellect interesting
In her chest, in her dreams
Cycle of divinity
Bible on my rifle, I won't go out like a kennedy
She tryna empty me for what she's picturing
She envy me
I was born of sticks and leaves
Then I was ordained like Christmas trees
God inside the little things
Lost in tides rippling
Tired of belittling, so I made that bitch live under me
I made it comfortably, had savings in the lunch receipts
You talk like you had run with me, when I wasn't money trees
Left me in the cold, but now I'm frozen and you're smothering
I'm discovering the plots behind your hovering
Didn't fuck with me, but now she choke like I'm an onion ring
Codeine castle, purple plasticine
I'ma take the turner 'til I atrophy
Cookin' crack on the burners when I didn't have a thing
Uh
Uh
Uh
Bagchaser, aka the Codeine Caesar, Aka big business boss balla Benji, aka the socket, aka the vertical angle
Uh
Uh
When he talk to me-he gotta be respectful
He ain't a god to me, but he might be the devil
Check my armoring, feathers thinner than a dead goose
Vial like a test tube
If he get too cheesy, leave him tied up like a pretzel
The gang is a step stool that I'm standin' on like Logan but I
cut up like I'm deadpool
Do you know the real you? Stuck in all these ill moods. Wanna see this pill used. Will it fix you?
I just took a hit uh fruity pebbles. Now I'm higher than the clouds. I was dancing with the devil. Told her, I won't be her clown. And now I'm it, fates so respectful of the nouns. I opened up doors I never knew I found. Heard her pussy in a drought, but when I swim it I drown
These bitches lied to me
Why the fuck they always lie to me
Showin' ivory, hidin' fangs within smiling
Who is driving me? I'm going 60, smoking might od
Cause I'm tired of the spiraling
Might as well just take the whip to hell where I feel I might be
I could show you how to work the game, Myomoto
I could reverse your fate like a yo-yo
I could take you out your lane like frozone
I'ma get David Blaine, make your nose go
Haters talk on me, then they post pone
My philosophy, I don't throw stones
I just broke homes when they put me in a chokehold
I'm an angel, but there's horns beneath my halo
Stayin' faithful, but I weaken as the days go
Pray to God he makes his grace known
Not a saint, but I stay close, I don't chase hoes
It's bagchaser, aka the money magistrate, aka the miraculous miracle, aka the gold god gangster
Aka dough lobster
Aka bread crab
Aka the peso pendejo
Aka gas monkey
Aka the fentanyl pharaoh
Should I ball with these chains? Work it like a ball and chain.
God was very appalled, I said I'd dis-jaw the game.
He vilified me for rippin' the sharks from the minnows, I'll rip jaws from the game.
Shit is sick dogs, no cure for the bald and depraved.
Mangy management of bars, so back to the ball and the chain.
My word is Tony Montana, and that's with the balls to break chains.
Like I said, shit is too dope for your dogs to wanna hit it.
Ain't that a kick in the head, or a rope to the arm, vein singes.
Ball with chained syringes, like pharmaceuticals in a banger piston.
Big Pharma said "I'd brang the wisdom. Yee' li'l jit ain't got aim to hit 'em."
"Aw'h shucks, but he wanna play the victim? Buddy, you're in too deep.--"
Buddy tried to cut him when he speak, got fucked up, busted knuckles greeted teeth.
That farmer put on a show, took one to the gut and put up buddy underneath the trees.
Shit, but he still doesn't believe?
Crazy. Shit is crazy. Yo', you hearin' this? I guess this is what it means to wear that ball and chain.
Lazy bastards that wanna act like they roll worth the soul they sold to shackle the game.
Their prattle, the hassle's the same. Roll like a ball, pattern elaborate lanes.
Patent the game, the wizardry in craft, not the Similac and its' taste.
You're either walkin' silver lines in life or you're given a silver spoonful of fame.
They either like ya' 'cos you're useful, or you make their image fit the frame.
Lately I've been thinkin' 'bout that in the works.
The ballers with chains of platinum on shirts...
No graphic designs, but with graphics designed to bring these pieces of malice to mind?
No wonder they act rabid, that luck of the rabbit wasn't gonna help 'em seek passage this time.
Buddy, are we in too deep? You need to relax.
Mister Sleeperhold Giant, we string beams to the backs.
Shit, got 'em runnin' a marathon, don't even need to bring 'em the tracks.
So if they try to stiff me on that ball and chain? Best believe I'm bringin' the tax.
Taking medicine with presidents, setting precedents for pressures-with measurements
Back when speech impediments had me soundin' least intelligent, but when I let it rip I spoke in deep excellence
They say they been directin' hits, but I'm still livin' high like Everest
In the sky where heaven is
Vilified like residents
Evils in the best of men
I see it with no questionin'
I'm speakin' zero rhetoric
I can't be her hero, I won't let her in
She just a morning girl like I'm the lettermen's
Gave her the world, so why she want to have sex again
I don't want that pussy gave me deficits
She said it made me better then
Said look at me ahead of them
So why are you not stretchin' it?
I've lived life as the Nemesis.
No trife, no delegates.
No road to El Dorado,
no distant relatives.
No lightnin' in a bottle,
just a line to Benjamins.
Some said that I got the key?
I ain't got time to leverage it.
Besides, what's a key to a kilo?
Nothin' but a prize to a resident.
Yet it seems to me it's placebo,
so that's what's it like to find stretchers in -
places they've never been -
right outside your house?
The hero couldn't save her from the heroine.
When with the hero, she must - see clouds risin' above.
Yet he was two-timin', ridin' Nagasaki like a cycle of drugs.
There's your Hiroshimas, those headlights shine bright like a risin sun.
Yet they're not headlights, they're your lives blown to pieces for tryna roll a dub.
So roll up one, but it's your last, so try to stretch it.
Don't take submissive directions in life and be so misdirective.
Misunderstood, mister doesn't get it.
Miss, get it under wraps. Baby's tossin' up the spinach.
Don't feed 'em popeyes, just toss 'im in with the chickens.
Tell 'em he can hunt for his own food, or he can starve. We got bills to pay, don't you get it?
The only time they like it is when they get it.
Otherwise it's stretchers, beretta rhymers, and bitches babysittin'.
So what is there to stretch? The life of an addict before he's indebted?
Sold his soul for a jawbreakin' crack rock, and he's tryna stretch it.
It's the juice jaundice giant, the promethazine pirate, the true monstrous tyrant, the irritated iris
It's the white Johnny Dang, fully iced wrist
That's that Mary Jane, that got my lungs dyin'
Roof with the stars, my butler's slumped drivin'
He lives on mars, but his minds enlightened
They call me Donald Glover, 'cause it always feels like summer when his light is shinin'
Father forgive my sins
No road to where I went, at least I didn't find it
No one to hold me then, and now I trust the silence
All this pain in my depths, that make me feel divided
Lead me to a holy river in a land uh dryness
God help me paint a picture with closed eyelids
Lost in holy scripture, tryna become heightened
You worried 'bout a bitch? Let me grow you like I'm licensed.
I designed perfect bliss in a hybrid
Then I hid it on an island, sent his bitch to go and find it
Then I mold him to a soldier
Like back in Florida with the holster
When I had my hair like Joe Dirt
All my bitches foldgers
They were bacteria like yogurt
My criteria has grown firm
Now all my bitches kosher
She said she ain't done this, now her fuckin' throat hurt
She said she got a man at home, but said, "I'm not at home, sir"
I pray to God to lend a hand, and guide me to him closer
It's bagchaser, aka the authentic alien, aka metro magic, aka the molly magician, aka wizard exotic
Born of exotic
My bitch is so hot-it's a crime she is toxic
I don't want none of the nonsense
She give the neck like an ostrich
I get the grass like it's potted
She suck my tap like it's college
The way she givin' me knowledge
I spread my genes like it's pollen
She come for me, when she leaves, she's barely walkin' Weak in her knees,
now she a creep, scarily stalkin'
I am a G, pushin' P, I'm a prophet
im smoking weed to chill but quick to argue like talib kweli dying on a hill , so dont fuck with me cuz shit will get real like skibbity toliet happy meals , my luck hittin parley's so imagine the blood sprayed from connecting with gun play , drown you in fluids beating you down so early they think fetal alcohol syndrome is why you stupid ,
Yuh, I'ma hit him in his cerebral, if I feel I need to
Ensure it's sub lethal,
have him curl up like it's fetal
I'ma take the rolly regal to the holy steeple
Leave it at the altar, with the dreams that feel like flee food
Holy father, help me find my needs I know you'll see to
Spread my wings like eagles in the holy steeple
Father, save me from my people
They've been plottin' on me
Talkin' on me, like I'm not a king
Built my throne out of all I can see
Take these dots til I'm lost in the sea
This bitch broke like the lock 'n the key
She a bop, but she not on the lease
Gotta ... stop... my... heart (Aye)
Cause I... Got too... Far... (Uhhh)
In myā (In my uh yuhhh) In myā Honda carrr
(Mhm) I smoke like I'm a rast-tah-farrrā
Gotta thot from marsss
She said Iā got- them- barsss (mm-m)
She ain't seen the way I whip the tar
I never miss the bar ā like I'm Ty Cobb
She was tryna chew my dick, like it's my cob
I never a took a hit, that's not my job
I got a bad bitch, and she study law
Left her heart wrenched,
cause I got so much ice on me it left her car drenched
Left her heartless like she was my target
Got a bad bitch, but she act retarded
Got a mid bitch look like Tom Sawyer
I don't miss her, nah
I'd rather fuck the lawyer
(uh nah)
But I do miss the euphoria
Chasin' highs now, but they never reach Victoria
I'm an angel, Gloria
Leavin' bodies, Moria
The clip extends like a chart, I'm her governor
With the beam I leave her Stark like the discoverer
It's bagchaser, aka the infinite envelope, aka the methanol merchant, aka the Percocet persistence
Aka the syrup saint
AYYYYY
MY FORTUNE AINT FADED
YOU JUST IN THE WAY IM IN THE GAME BITCH
EREY SINGLE DAY CATCHING PAYMENT
BAGS ON BAGS ON BAGS A NIGGA GRAB IT
FASHION ON PIZZAZ HOES SAY SHIT
STREETS THEY BLAST IF IT DONT MAKE SENSE
STRICTLY PASSION THAT I HAD NOW IM PATIENT
ART OF WAR IM MOVING BY THE RULES LIKE I MADE THEM
SEE WHY THEY HATING
A NIGGA STAND TEN AND BEEN WAITING
NOW THAT I MADE IT THEY TWO FACING
THE MONEY TALK WANT NO CONVERSATION
USED TO BE UP ALL NIGHT PACING
DO THIS SHIT WITH PERSISTENCE FRESHER THAN A RINSE BITCH
TOSS THE WRENCH IN THA SYSTEM STARTED FROM AINT HAVING SHIT
WOULDNT ICE OUT THE BADDEST CHICK, ALREADY HAD THE SHIT
THEY DONE ME DOWN BAD NOW IM BACK IN THIS
POSTED WITH THE TREES BACK TO FENCE
PASSED UP LIKE JET, PLANS OUT TO GET
BALLING!!!! DANK IN THIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSS
TOP RANK IN TRENCHHHHHHHHHHH
It's God's time now, so what you gonna do?
It's blood dried towels on the summer roof
Yeah, it's nice outside, but they still gon' shoot
If you fuckin' with mine, then I fuck with you
I got my fam in Brooklyn like the Huxtables
The judge ain't finna book them, when I cut her loose
The father guides my hand to be untouchable
I totter in my head with thoughts I struggle through
Free me from the sufferage not lovin' you
I was packin' jam, never lunchables
Now brodie hits my gram to be discoverable
Now it's all about the mission and the money blue
The money just a noose to leave us under rule
I pray the Lord forgives me for it's underuse
Leave these bitches sweatin' like a sauna
When I go these depths, Mariana
She was dry like a Savanna
'Til I made her pipes Rihanna
Almost lost my life, should be a gonuh
Now I'm raisin' life, yuh, I'm a father
Pain from the size of my oblagata
Pain in my stomach, like Gana
Pain in my chest, from the heart I harbor
Fated to be blessed, but it's the dark I charter
Reset the thoughts
Try to go back to a time before this came to draw
Cobalt in my joints, I feel confined by coins I tossed
Sacrificing fate for futures not fully dethawed
Afterlife unsure, and all these saints seeming like frauds
New bitch, and she follow my likeness
I don't like her mindset, it's a lot to digest
Tellin' me how I should end my vices
Let her show me love, not kindness
She get high strung, then her minds switch
Two chicks, in one, that's a tight fit

First off I am not playing games
Will not stay in my lane
Because all of the lanes are mine
I took me some time
Crossed my tās dotted iās
Walking with Jesus Christ
I am moving and grooving you would think I am on a bike
If I fall I get right back up I do not have to even think twice
I do whatever I like
You do whatever you can
I am no different man
I am a different Man
No longer with sleight of hand and double speak right now I just took to the stand
I am telling it all
I have done all my time
See you all when you get in
Crossed my Ts, I dotted my Is
You walk with me, there's not a surprise
Forgot my keys, I'm still gonna drive
Fuckin' with me, I'm endin' your life
The molly clean, the meth isn't white
It's red, like spice
My bowl isn't neat, it's Christmas night
The Opp ain't dead, but he ain't gon' spite
Jaw on my neck, worn in plain sight
I still pour that drank in my sprite
I get bored, when I'm not high
I can not grin, without my supply
No games played, but I stick to mines
Kill him I need not a why
Paint earth with blood spirit to sky
Hopefully he said goodbye
That is not how I live life
Though I admit that I tried
God blessed my hands I am multiplying
Lately i am walking through time
I think we are out of time
FEELIN PRESSURE
DONE UP EXTRA
SUN UP METRO
SPUN UP GHETTO
STOMPING GROUNDS BETTER
PUSH WEIGHT SETTLE
PEDAL TO THE METAL
IF TRY TO WET HIM
CHOPPA GON RATTLE
BIG DOG YOU A GATTO
DONT FUCK WITH NO FLAT HOE
FUCK A BATTLE LYRICS UNSHADOWED
SPIT SICK LIKE RACCOON
Uh uh uh huh uh yuh yuh
In my veins is pressure, I'm getting paid to network
Steady with my debtor when I levy fate with messers
In my lane, I'm set firm
Like, open flames on setters
Navigate the stressors, while hopin' to be better
I enter space unfettered 'cause I'm halfway there by next verse
my life has been on trial for life and death its so unfair 1000 people swinging at me they want blood with one eyed open i battle mcs in god mode over my dead body corpses aresnic they poisioned the water in the artic whyd you fart in the bed its morphing pretty chich shopping on sheek moderated are you happy life is beautiful so i just jot it down while moving foward money i get paid in different languages aragato just translate it got a family to feed plate of food long walk to get something to eat a half a mile entrapement you set me up to fail are you happy smile you have beautiful eyes our love is like a rainbow that has a pot of gold women are only here to break hearts i guess ill be different and give kisses. i know your callus trying not to be involved mask on you like samurais and anime throwing hands saying what i really think has become problmeactic I got a plan for the psychotic talking erotic replicated i took over some bodies stack money morphing its like i only put out a few records so well call this the demo being defeated hasn't really crossed my mind lately since im a evil mc
She said that I'm funny, how I cut up like I'm dead pool
She said that I'm crumby, but the bread is fresh, like wetzels
She said that I'm slimy how I'm shiftin' who I'm next to
She been drivin' in a blessed coupe
She don't see how good she's got it
Told her talk to God and she told me she's agnostic
Told her listen closely, you can hear him when I'm talkin'
I don't take his glory,
But I always let my god in
Told her I can't be her plug, but she can be my socket
Uh yuh yuh
God blesses me
I try to form a melody
to honor him phonetically
No recipe
I keep it raw like sushi
Stuck in a menage, but the hair like I'm Bruce Lee
I stay fair off the loose leaf
YEAH IM FEELIN SPECIAL
TAKE YO BITCH TO BED, FOLD HER LIKE A PRETZEL
HIT IT LIKE A LONG NOTE, SING TO HER LIKE HALL & OATS
EAST COAST THOUGH SMOKING GREEN FROM FRESCNO
WHIP ROOF DISAPEAR, CHANGE-O PRESTO
SITTIN NEW BENZ, SPITTIN SAME OLE GAME THO
HOES KNOW HE BANK ROLLS
FOES KNOW HE'S DANK SO
KEEP THAT STICK CLOSE I CAN HIT ANY ANGLE
BIG TROUBLE I GO KURT RUSSEL IF U AINT KNOW
I stay rare off the za
State fair with the rock
Great scare by the cops, had me weary of my talk
There's canaries when I walk
Purple berries in my socks
It's the young bagchaser, here to get a luh guap
Said my last prayers, but they haven't ever stopped
I was done with haters, now I'm comin' back to stalk
Whip isn't dodge, but they miss me like facades
Mm-m uh yeah yuh
It's bagchaser aka the mescaline musician aka cash alien
YUH!!
Yuh!

Heart hurts, help me heal from harm
Heavy heaving, heady off the herb, it's hella harsh
Uh yuh

Now the whip push to start š
Drift has her hooked like sharksš¦
Cool whip on the cookie bar šŖ š¦
New bitch, and she looks like Marge
Nuisance, like a picked guitar
šø
But she prudent like a Michelin star

They call me big Popeye the way I'm gettin' spinach
I'm with your bitch, we lock eyes, but I'm not givin' interest
Yeah, I'm eccentric, that's an understatement
Went from dirty dishes to riches under basements

The money just an object, but the Franklin so persuasive
'member in the projects, with the paperchase pervasive
It was hell, but we stayed hard, when pussies soft like plankton
Yeah, the smell is tar, in my hoodie, like a fragrance
Tell me what you are, and I can tell you how to change it
It's bagchaser aka trap coffin aka the infinite sleep
I was sippin syrup way before it was a luxury
Shined cutlery, now I eat like there's no hungering
This a hive encompassing the light of those died suffering
I just talk about art while playing my part dont mind me while im laying alone in the dark eyes closed with a open heart
GIMME THE LOOT, GIMME THE FAME IM SELLING THE GAME
WALKING THROUGH HELL AND THE FLAMES, TWISTED THE PAIN
THEY WIGGING, IM HANGING WITH BABES, SHE BAD AND SHE TAN
BACK FROM THA VALLEY NOW IM MAKING DEEZ BANDS
WHAT?!
HAVING DEEEZ RACKS CANT NOBODY TELL ME NOTHING
SAY HE RUNNING UP CLOSE I CAN TELL HE BLUFFING
THANKSGIVING STUFFING GOT CHO MAIN HOE CUFFIN
ROLLIN THE DUB IN SMOKIN ON BLUEBERRY MUFFIN
IM THA MAN, YOU USED TO BE KNOW IT WAS HIM
MY MONEY TALK, YOUR CASH STAY ON CUSSING
SPLASH AND SURFIN DIAMONDS TURQOUISE UP IN
GREW UP ON ROUGH ENDS, NOW IM RACK CUFFIN
DUSTY ASS SWEEP HATERS GRAB THE DUSTPAN
BIG NEXT UP FOR SOMETHING
NEW COUPE FLEW PASSED THA JUNCTION
TOO TRUE YA BOY THEY LOVE HIM
IM THAT NIGGA SMOKING LOUD IT STAY HUSHING
SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
YOU SMOKING ON THAT LIBRARY BUD MAN
LOOOOOOOOOOOL
MAKING THE BAND LIKE P DIDDY (BANDS!!!!)
BALLIN LIKE IM FRANK NITTI
CHIRAQ THE CITY, PULL UP AND POP ON YO BITTY
SHE POP A LITTLE TITTY
I just wanna make the ground shake, go head and get the pound cake, baby, but it's not Drake, but I'm spittin' fire, fine flames like a hot day
Iris straight from Yahweh
Mind is not tamed
But don't play me, I'm not Beyonce
Lately, I've been cocky, cause the hoe on my salami, but she look like Mitt Romny, don't get slick, honkey, turn the court to hockey
I'm in war, like a Nazi. I transform off an Oxy, and I form bars like they're not cheap
Who's more forsaken? The persecuted or the comfortable? Tired of hearts breaking, but I'm more tired of the struggle, though
Why are you complacent? There's a part of you that's wanting growth
Open up the oven do'
We makin' bread like muffin dough
Who's really breakin' down the chords and every syllable? Makin' every word out mental torque and nothin' digital
If we eatin' pork, then pass the fork, my portions miniscule
Swear my God soar, sir, I only worship miracles
Where the lost course, search more than in the spiritual
Tired of the whores, morphing face like for an interview
Tired of this bitch that can not spit, but talk all lyrical
Uh uh uh uh uh uh huh
It's bagchaser, aka guap getter, aka the guava gin gentleman
I remember days when I just needed to be heard, and she had left me with my pain, and said then maybe I need worth. And took the blade, and brought the flame, so she could make the bleedin' burn
She was two faced, I'm Bruce Wayne, and yet I sin, I'm seekin' church
I put this shame into my veins, barely feel the prickle hurt
Yeah, baby
Give me the Austin Power
I'm not Diddy, but I got the powder
In my city, I flip sauce, no louder
Your bitch with me, she throw peach like Bowser
She give Kitty, like a TV tower
I'm uh dog, I won't eat the flounder
I can't walk, off ruthless downers
If they talk, cutis cornflower
Blue Glock, so I call it chowder
Red Rock, that's a solid ouncer
Red Rum, and they never found her
Blue Locks on the metal outer
My God, doesn't answer to lies
Open your eyes, or you seek true demise
Soul ties with demons that pry
Try to encase me inside my pride
No life, just spiritual tithes
Hold drive in a key, like a line
Your God doesn't live in a sky, it lives on paper with endless supply
Your loss, if you're livin' in spite, I carry these dreams like they're little and light
God told me put a taper on my ego and behavior
Now my ethos feelin' favored, and I free throw like Xavier
Why they hate the Six?
'Cause Iām really rich And Iām
smokin' on that good frag-a-rance
Run up on me wrong, take a negligence
Find your body floatin', ain't no evidence
My patience is thinning, my patience went
Iām collectin' every dollar, every single cent
Crazy bitch been tracin' me,
chasin' me
Tryna put a case on me, basically
I tell her stop this,
you know thatās not it
Lookin' at my pockets, lookin' like a rocket
Take precautions when you steppin' in the cockpit
Iām the plug, the socket, the profit, lock it.
I got a bad lil' model, she my favorite
But she know nothing free, she gotta pay for it
She down on her knees, she crave for dick
Like a religion, she worship it and pray for it
I make her speak in tongues,
make her demons run
She ask me for a ring,
I said Iām needin' one
Don't worry 'bout the cost, worry 'bout the loss
Iām the boss, drippin' like Iām Rick Ross
I hate to miss, blow a kiss to the abyss
Cross me off the list, slit the wrist
Nah, Iām playin', Iām just slay-in'
Everything Iām sayin', super saiyan.
YUH!!
despite what they say about me i survived,crowd thrived penn to the paper see if i have some skill mcs skirt out in the whip unmatched will spent weeks just trying to over come all the rappers that r over the hill hell im mentally ill and still live for a challenge, live bite just went to the dentist they told me to be quiet still on a diet trying to fight it homers donut hell ill fire him and hire me applied for the job and got it couldn't feel it kinda like most of these lyrics . , hold on let me finish shadow boxing living for wins thrills steady rocking , i flew bounce back smart kind and pretty squidword i aint worried about judgements i spit so crazy ill make other mcs crash out my flow will come unbelieveably sick like getting kicked out the army dont ask now , rampage back stage they know im a evil mc its cute master the art in the dark written from the heart finish what i started imagine myself healthy and fit stories are hidden in plane view your beautiful is that truthful your mind is colorful walk around the planet mic im in command of it bars i had a hand in it fans they all demand my love cold like some granite top business i can manage it guess ill eat a turkey for thanksgiving and expand on it . homer sojjier didn't mean to step on you aww did your feelings get hurt hot mess send me a jalapeno pet the loc ness
I wake up, I piss 'em off, I don't even try
My very existence is the cinder in your eye
You love to hate, I love to create, we ain't the same
You spectating from the bleachers, Iām designing the game
You scream at the wall, you guardin' the gate
Protecting a craft that you don't appreciate
You talk a heavy game, but the action is silent
My silence is heavy, my action is violent
Not with the fist, but with the shift of the paradigm
You wasting your breath, Iām investing my time
You bitter like vinegar, salty like brine
Iām aging like wine, ignoring the swine.
[Chorus]
Actions speak louder, your volume is low
You got a mouth full of debt, and nothing to show.
Put your money where your mouth is, or shut the estate
Hating isn't debating, so why participate?
I accept what it is, I accept who you are
Just a moth burning up, trying to block out a star.
[Verse 2]
Iām a worker, Iām a builder, I get grime under nails
You a critic, a cynic, wind out of the sails
I use every tool thatās at my disposal
You shit on the hammer 'cause you fear the proposal
Of building a house that you can't tear down
You the king of the comments, the mayor of clown town
"It ain't real, it ain't right," yeah I heard it before
While you blocking the window, Iām unlocking the door
Itās simple mechanics, itās physics, itās fact
You react to the act, I act on the pact
To make something happen, to bring it to life
You bringin' the noise, Iām bringin' the knife
To cut through the tension, to cut through the tape
There is no escape, Iām shifting the shape.
Who the fuck is this man?
I wonder, what was his plan?
He like a politician,
After this I'll prolly get banned
In 20 years, ain't learn critique
Not slaps upon yo six hands,
A mirage is what you make-
Desolation, songs of big sand
Yeah you can be the sun all right,
Cause only half your fire land
Other half you jelly of a jam
That you can't understand
Who the fuck is six, man?
This here is a sick man.
Built like fucking Remmick
This shit, just don't make no Sins man
How you proud of not trying?
How you hyping mediocrity?
I say some basic shit,
Now you acting like it's Socrates
Water boy with no flow,
You projecting your own soccer team
Put grok down,
And pick up a pen
And diss a nigga properly
I'm trynna have a conversation
You trynna have an interception
When I said that I was dipping
Was your ego I's protecting.
But you had to take it there,
Because counters made you threatened
Want a written? Well congrats
my nigga take it as a blessing.
If my volume stuck on zero,
Your value stuck way far below
All you need's a voice, nigga
The genre's bar's fucking low
Six kills do not got skill
Don't even got no fucking flow
How the fuck you need an AI
Rap a song you fucking wrote?
Silence ain't that violent,
When you diss, and try to hide it-
Plausible deniability
That's why the link beside it
Think is solid, but it's childish
You authentic? Bro I doubt it
You to type to see a nigga fly
Then worry bout the pilot
A deposit, viewer mileage
Ain't a substitute for talent
You'da tried it- but to nail
the style would take
more than some polish
Or some knowledge
You depriving
Something you
could be supplying
You is rapping like you six
I guess Six sick of seeing college
You claim to Be a worker,
But the work you make ain't working,
Not a tool- a hive mind,
honey, just sweet on the surface
You ain't wine, you sour grapes
Bulimic queen,
You like need some purging
What's the worth of words
when most them words
ain't written by a person?
...You a fucking type writer
Basically a type beat
Not unique,
Not really fire
But I guess it's type heat
Not a rapper, I can tell
Pick up the mic, you might see
That a little bit of practice
Maybe soul be likely
Substance vacant, shit you making
Masturbation on a shelf
Check my page,
And you can gauge
True when I say,
you played yourself
Get defeat from a technique of
Actually using your soul
The sole reason I can't fw you
Is you don't stay ten toes
Dying on a hill you built
By putting dirt up on a basement
Putting prefab walls up on it
Then pretending that it's creating
There's a word for building houses
On uncredited foundation
It ain't innovation homey
It's more like colonization
Gonna make an AI song?
How you make what's barely written?
Ugly bitch who in the gym
That "Make" is doing heavy lifting
Who would care to hear a song,
No one cared to bother spittin?
How you claim you not a rapper,
then why you posting up yo writtens?
You claim it's bout the music
Then you start the debate
Then hear the debate
Then label it hate
Then try to defend
Cooking that's half baked
Then say that's it's done
Then disses you make
Then listening for
Some shit you can take
You look Dumbledore
I guess I'll play Snape
Bitch moving like bishop
A rookie mistake
See I'm making moves
You moving like Drake
React to the act?
Nigga that's you in the chat
"Discussion closed" you say.
And then start texting it back
Last verse I said you was drake
But when I spin that shit back
Akademiks more the level that you actually at
Cause you claim you love some hip hop
But don't actually rap,
Acting like it was wasn't live
before the acts was on wax
Unless you backing with facts
I would suggest you relax
Talking novels? You should read some
You'd have facts to say back
Some shit you might feel
Usually I love some unity,
But this shit unreal,
No respect for the community
It's Tusla Oklahoma,
All that shit you drop ain't moving me
If six kills himself
Eulogy would not be news to me
Our pain to you is virtual
Technology from vertical
You acting imperturbable
But linking made it personal
To hip hop you're a curse you know
Want cash to fill your purse you know
You probably think
"Fuck The Police"
A phrase that's controversial
For one with such an ego,
You would think that you would try
To put some fucking effort in
...So this is DEI
I say fuck the police,
You be thinking "no I'm not one"
But I really don't mind
Cause you think just like cop, son
I'm just armed with my argument
You acting like I got guns
Trigger finger itching
Waiting, daring me to pop some
So gon abuse yo power,
Ban's the only chance that you got son
Cause the mirror's what you fight
From yourself- you can not run
So let me get this straight...
You typed all that out... just to say you a fan?
You watching my pockets, watching my rhymes, watching my race...
That's a lot of free rent you giving me.
Let's audit the books.
You talkin' 'bout DEI? Ni99a, I Did Everything Independently
While you sitting in the chat seeking validation endlessly
You call my struggle "virtual," my pain "technology"?
I lived in subzero freezers, thatās my biology
I was scraping ice off the walls while you scraping for a like
You a keyboard warrior, scared to touch a mic
"Tulsa Oklahoma"? Yeah, I know the history
But why you bring up tragedy to mask your own misery?
You use the community as a shield for your hate
But you ain't built a single thing, you just regurgitate
You say my death wouldn't be news? Thatās cute, Iām amused
I already died and came back, ni99a, I can't be bruised.
You claim you hate the police, but you policing my tone
You claim you hate the system, but you won't leave me alone
You acting like an agent, got a badge in your brain
Trying to arrest my hustle 'cause you jealous of the gain.
Itās the Audit, ni99a, let me check the receipts
I got songs on the board, you got tweets in the sheets.
You called me a "Curse"? Nah, Iām the glitches in the code
You the software update that failed to download
"Fuck the Police"? Yeah, I live it, I don't wear it as a costume
I was targeted by systems while you sitting in a classroom
You say I abuse power 'cause I banned you from the spot?
Iām a Boss, not a cop, I clean the trash off the lot
It ain't oppression, little man, itās called taking out the garbage
You spreading toxic fumes, Iām preserving the harvest
You say I fight the mirror? Nah, I looked in it and won
I accepted all my demons, I ain't needing a gun
"Trigger finger itching"? You watching too many movies
The only thing you popping is some pimples and some smoothies.
You about as racist as it gets? Thatās your projection
You see color in the sound, I see the connection
I work with the real ones, I don't care about the shade
You gatekeeping a culture that you never even made
You don't release music, so your opinion is void
You just a noise in the background, easily destroyed
So go ahead and type, go ahead and spin your narrative
Iām building up a catalog, thatās the imperative.
Lost the debate? Ni99a, you lost the plot
Iām living in your head and I bought the whole block.

You talkin' 'bout a eulogy? You wishin' death on a king?
But you forget, dead men don't hear a single thing
You want the news to break, you want the headlines to read
But Iām a different breed, I plant a different seed
You say "Six kills himself," you fantasize about the end
'Cause you know deep down, you could never contend
With the life force, the source, the energy I bring
You just a peasant throwin' pebbles at the ring
You say Iām a "Curse" to the culture, a stain on the art
But Iām pumping fresh blood into a failing heart
You gatekeep a house that you don't even own
I built my own castle, sitting on my own throne.
Let's talk about the "Power," let's talk about the "Ban"
You say I abuse it? You don't understand the plan
I don't even have the buttons, I don't have the keys
I ain't a mod, I ain't a god, ni99a please
You paranoid, delusional, fighting with a ghost
Scared of a ban hammer that I don't even host
Thatās how I know you weak, thatās how I know you frail
You inventin' enemies just so you can fail
You need a villain so you can play the hero role
a troll, living in a hole, bitchin that its cold
Our pain is virtual"? "Technology from vertical"?
Man, I bled in the street, my scars are surgical
You think this is a game? You think this is a sim?
I was freezing in the dark when the lights went dim
I was fighting for a meal when you was fighting for a tweet
I got calluses on hands, and you got the soft feet š
š¼
My pain is 3D, high definition, 4K
Your pain is WiFi, buffering, delay
You disconnected from the soil, disconnected from the root
Iām the tree of knowledge, bearing the forbidden fruitš
(Ad-libs): Hah, Uh-huh, For real!
[Intro]
(Spoken, laid-back)
Hah...Yeah, ni99a...
Smellin' like a whole brick of gas.
Countin' this shit 'til my muthafuckin' thumbs hurt.
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Uh-huh...
[Verse 1]
I used to give lotsa fucks, 'til I ran the bands up
Now my only fuckin' problem is which foreign I'ma slam, huh?
They had doubt, said I'd be in a cell or in a hearse
Now I pull up, drop the roof, and make your main bitch cursed
She see the diamonds on that crown, she know I'm the king
I bought her one, she threw it back, and made that pussy sing (Hah!)
This the Last Route, the Paper Route, the one I brag about
Got your bitch at my pent, with her whole ass out
[Hook]
Smellin' like a pound, foreign whip, bitch I'm paid as fuck
If I donāt get no paper cuts, I aināt make enough (Nope!)
Why these broke ni99as mad? Go and get your paper up
If I donāt get no paper cuts, I aināt make enough (Hah!)
[Verse 2]
I lock it upāthe city, the state, the whole map
Put my whole team on, that's a boss-level trap
layin' out the whole stack, she count it 'til she tired
You bought that bitch a bag, I bought her a business, now she hired (She workin'!)
This that get-money-shit, I live off the rush
This ice ain't no NƔutica, this a quarter-milly, ni99a, hush (Shh)
Your bitch chose up, that ain't the fault of us
She just wanna fuck a real ni99a, ain't that just my luck?
Now it seems I don't got enough... garages for the whips
Got a 10-car garage, still got 12 on the fuckin' list (Goddamn!)
[Hook]
Smellin' like a pound, foreign whip, bitch I'm paid as fuck
If I donāt get no paper cuts, then I aināt make enough (Nope!)
Why these broke ni99as mad? Go and get your paper up
If I donāt get no paper cuts, then I aināt make enough (Hah!)
[Outro]
(Spoken, fading out)
Yeah... just like that.
Countin' 'til my muthafuckin' fingers bleed, ni99a.
If you ain't gettin' no paper cuts, you ain't gettin' no fuckin' money.
Go get you some.
Hah!
https://suno.com/s/hxyve088b1odKQnf
"Scared to touch a mic"
What's up pot, they call me kettle.
Ain't the whole reason you use AI
Cause your voice ain't got no trebel?
Don't act like faking vocals
Is the same as being rebel
It's not a shield, but squeal
Pretend that you don't know analogy
How quickly your brain edits it,
Reversed in your psychology,
"I'm a real Ni99a!"
(Never seen a nigga probably)
"I did it Independent"
(@grok generate hip hop for me)
"You blacks only see color!"
"Watch me gentrify your property"
It's your character I'm dissing
Your rebuttals do not make sense
You starting fights, then get hit back
So feel free, you can stay pissed
It was never bout your skintone
It's about the fact that you're tasteless.
What kinda nigga calls you nigga
as a proof that he ain't racist?
That's why I say you colonize- you heard, but did not listen.
Re-Read the line I wrote. Wasn't my finger that was twitching.
But that's the way you move- its the narrative you're twisting.
There's no heroes and no villians- somehow you still play the victim.
"I was targeted by systems" colorblind to new perspective
Poverty and Race - you can not see them intersecting.
As if niggas ain't have notebooks in they bags next to they weapons
Just to make it from detention without making it to heaven
But that's the function of your attitude, it's constant misdirection
AI Generation, dressed up like it's cultural progression
They build them centers in the hood- so what culture you protecting?
Warriors and heroines, characters that you inventing
You started the conflict, then claim it's me who got aggressive.
See? Exactly like a cop- so what exactly's not connecting?
[Intro] You hear that? It sounds hollow. Like tapping on an empty tank. All treble... no soul. Six.
[Chorus] You built a glass house, don't be throwing stones You just a paper tiger, sitting on a loan You got a glass jaw, shattered by the tone Iām solid concrete, built it on my own. You talkin' loud but you empty in the middle Iām the heavy bass, you just playing on a fiddle You trying to solve me like Iām some kind of riddle But you just a puddle, ni99a, Iām the tidal wave.
[Verse 1] You say "no treble," yeah that means no whine I cut the high frequency, I stay on the grind You focus on the surface, polishing the rind But the fruit is rotten, you losing your mind You fighting with a mirror, fighting with a ghost A parasocial relationship, doing the most You claim to run the culture, acting like a host But you just a virus, burning like toast. You talk about "fake"? Letās talk about the core You standing in the window, I own the store You screaming at the sky, begging for a war Iām stepping over bodies while I mop the floor.
[Verse 2] You use a shield made of guilt, weaponize the pain Trying to wash away your sins in the acid rain "Virtual reality"? Nah, this the main vein You stuck in the lobby, Iām flying the plane You act like a cop, policing the sound But you ain't got a badge, you just a clown You want the authority, want the crown But heavy is the head that never leaves the ground. You project your weakness, call it a critique But every word you type is just a leak Of a spirit that is broken, spirit that is weak Iām the mountain peak, you the valley creek.
[Chorus] You built a glass house, don't be throwing stones You just a paper tiger, sitting on a loan You got a glass jaw, shattered by the tone Iām solid concrete, built it on my own. You talkin' loud but you empty in the middle Iām the heavy bass, you just playing on a fiddle You trying to solve me like Iām some kind of riddle But you just a puddle, ni99a, Iām the tidal wave.
[Outro] Some people talk because they have to. Some people move because they want to. Don't confuse the noise with the signal. Glass breaks. Real shit stays. We gone.
Both of you slaughter knowns, like mythological
If you could stop this, though, you'd be unstoppable
Minds like Aristotle domes
The lines cold like popsicles
Find in you the logical, but do not run from opticals
The pride is one not optimal
It weighs a ton like Optimus
Diamonds dancin' opulent, really this is common sense
It's silly, though, it's obvious - the milli only costs a cent
The industry like varnishin', but in the streets, it's hard to miss, the empty dreams, no barterin', the sinners sleep in paradise, while Billi gets to starve again.
I know the thoughts you're harborin', I talk to God, let's pardon them
Uh damn right. It's Boss, Aka Big Boss, Aka The Boss
BOUND TO BE GREATEST, WE IS NOT RELATED
IM TAKING THE PAYMENT, MY HOOD HOUSE NOW VACANT; I MADE IT
LIT, PULLED UP LIKE VEGAS,
MY LAWYER STAY FIGHTING THE CASE WILL NOT BE IN CAGES
KICKS FLY LIKE JOHNNY CAGES, STAY DRIPPING SHAMELESS
FLEX ON A HATER THEY ATE IT
KNOW HOW COOKIE CRUMBLE LIKE FAMOUS AMOS
AINT STICKING TO NO HOES IF THEY FIGHTING A LOT
CANT MATCH MY PEN CAUSE IM WRITING THE PLOT
IM HYPE ON THE SPOT BITE YOU GET GOT POPPED, LIKE OXY WAS COPPED
TO GET TO MY SLOT GOTTA TAKE FLIGHT TO MY SPOT
OWN IT I BEEN GRINDING FOR SHOTS
HOLD ON, BITCH, IT'S TIME TO KICK ROCKS
THE COLD ALL OVER, I'M FLYIN' IN HOT
THE NORMAL FOLDGERS TYPE HATE A LOT
AND TRY TO CLAIM I'M NOT WRITIN' OFF TOP
LIKE, HOLD UP, BITCH, I RUN UP THE GUAP, BUT I STILL KEEP A STOCK
SHE GIVIN' ME TOP, BUT I'M ON THE BOTTOM, WITH DEMONS AND BOPS
YUH, SHE IS EATIN' ME UP
YUH, SHE A SECRETIVE SLUT
YUH
YUH
YUH
She a squirrel, how she gettin' this nut (boss)
She want pearls, like the winter will come (boss)
That's your girl? Well, she's givin' it up (boss)
(Yuh)
She wanna ride me til in her I cum
(Yuh)
She wanna die just to live where I'm from
(Yuh yuh)
(Boss)
(It's the money making miracle monetizing molly in manifestation)
In her eyes, there's hints of distrust
I'm never givin' up love
She want me weak for the rush
I can see what she on
Yellow diamonds like flan
Hell is vibrant, in its jaw
I won't let that bitch go, but I might cut that bitch off
YUH YUH
YUH YUH
Now I'm shinin' fine gold, and even then, was this I saw
So baby, let's not play pretend you didn't have the choice to walk
I had visions in the pot, but you dismissed them, always talked
I was whippin' up the sauce, while you were bitchin', sippin' Voss
Yuh yuh
(boss)
(Boss)
I'm the motherfuckin' boss
Feel the flava in your ear like Craig Mackās still amongst us
Feel the monsters unleashing funk in delirious concerts
Too complex for the weak-willed mind
A walking bomb threat in tourist disguise
Let me break it down like these videos highlighting rhymes schemes
Iāll just bask and relax in the crime scene
You might be the type to ride or die
When everythingās fine, when you high as a kite
Mind soaring in the sky
But howād you act if your homie was to fall down?
Depressed and wandering alone in his small town?
Would you have his back, if assholes planned to clap his ass?
No questions asked, just ready to swing and pack a bat?
Would you be the man any man knows he can count on,
Keep the doubts gone and make me feel damn proud, son?
Could I trust you if I told you my insecurities?
Would you get it or view them as futile absurdities?
When the funās over and the work is tedious
Would you take my shift so the shit donāt kill me cuz?
You know who we be, itās really us
The most deadliest devious combination
No conversation when coming for confrontation
No exaggeration, you know the favors I did ya
All them times when we was out like two ninjas
Trudging in stealth mode, our legs know
The steep slopes, your fingers
Pressing the cap, let the paint talk
Your backpack on my back, never the pain stopped
Jealous amateurs getting green as a shamrock
Cause the sham know we shine cause the name rock
In the same spots, fuck you if you take shots
At our main thoughts, we keeping the cans cocked
and stay spraying like we aim glocks
Trained to bail, thatās how me and my guy escape cops
Whether narrow alleys or camping in residencies
Hearts pumping and jumping remains the main tendency
Remain strong as liquor from Tennessee
Any manāll see each piece of art
Like it or not, either way, shit leaves a mark
End of the night, break of dawn
Now we stretch and yawn
Wanna rest on lawns
Maybe lay with some leprechauns
But we canāt, gotta get back home
Our entire energy been gone in one black hole
Still, we glad though, know that when weāll be mad old
Our shitāll still stick to the bricks, this our time capsule
So after all we been through, now you gotta move
Iām happy for you if this is what you choose
In truth, it hurts, my mood is irked
But if you do need that degree, do what you gotta do
Iāll be waiting for your return, ready to light this bitch on fire
Roll till a wheel gives and we need to fix the tire
Make the suckers suck on our daddiesā dick like Richard Pryor
Or Biggie and his bitch, shit on every prick that tried us
Witness a weary weirdo keeps it a C-note
see bro, I'm a little bit cerebral
lethal, see through people, clean and simple
freak rolls, he'll go spin the wheels like casinos
steer slow? Fuck no, time, I got zero
fly as an eagle with an ego big as Deebo
girl makes those curves go up and down, this ain't crypto
courage in the booth, speak the truth, Beanie Siegel
my breath inject stress causing hairloss
like a chemo, you're locked in scare thoughts
MC's feeble, I'm stopping their pulse
you not grisly, you're caught in bear claws
I'm so seedy, they're dropping their jaws
mocking their flaws when they're talking their talk
I pack a punch like C-Breezy
Peep me in a hat and glasses like Eazy-E
no biggie to act a bad boy like P. Diddy
while I'm freely spitting and dissing sleazy sissies
for every time I got fucked, I give mean diseases
might end up locked up for bringing heathen visions
I canāt fathom being limited like a game edition
Iām crazier than failing and making the same decisions
Bored and vile, born with a personal-
-ity more than foul, I never could afford the time
To adapt and act normal, raps abnormal
Outta my shell, itās hard to come, like a bad porno
I donāt put nerds in hats when I cap cornballs
Hook users like losers on crack then snatch your soul
And if you canāt resist the high, thatās your fault
Some might even wear a wire like fractured jaws
My flowās a shark in a cypher, youād swear I captured Jaws
And let him out when a reciter thinks heās snapping raw
Anybodyās so tactiful, I gotta go practical
And act a fool who stash a tool or two
in the back of a shack and move
On a bastardās ass, attack him and stab his jewels
Slash him too, remove the top of his scalp and puke
in it like a toilet bowl when my ass had too
many shots of Jackās and Goose
The savage wolf donāt buy tickets when itās mad at you
Brash and lewd, you just a ginormous ass to lube
Take a nap and drool in the bottom of a massive pool
Of blood like what we should
Do to the Internet pedos passing nudes
Even though my sayings stay the most unprintable
Whip your ass like ten assaults
Since the cynical pen chose the pinnacle
A menace, yāall, finna brawl
like Super Smash Brothers, the raps smother
Like breath play performed by dominant mad lovers
Seems like this dick always winds up in shit like ass-fuckers
Meanwhile, my lyrics crack lots of silly catsā
Brittle scalps since my shit is crack thatās murdereous
And they canāt handle the pipe like bad plumbers
See what happens when an artist blabbers?
Keep your true North or shit go South like carpet baggers
Iām into foul stuff which hits like brass fists
Like a masochist, you bound to get your ass whipped
Drastic ass-kicks, melt your ass like acid
Sadistic half-wit ready to get the gas lit
Try to gaslight him, heāll strike in a flash lightning
You fight but got bad timing and my writtens mad frightening
stick to by-standing, throw away your trash writing
No set but I like banging, you canāt tame the cat like him
Wrap my sins around your head, quit the imaginary gat-packing
Or Mac-blasting, jackasses whine so loud, the glass cracking
Always been destined to be some crazy spitter
And not remain a damn listener
Ever since I wanted to get brain from the babysitter
My goal became to make āem yell in pain like a lady skinner
Let āem know that I donāt work with no lazy fingers
When Iām inside she, squeezes tightly, precisely like sheās aiming Ninaās
She likes to eat mainly penis
I display nothing but amazing zingers
When we play, fuck her like a famous singer
And we are meant to make and raise a winner
When during your youth you grew up angry, bitter
What are you to do but make lips of pansies quiver
Like theyāre lost in the mist of a hazy winter?
Get this tip, like a waiter when I pay for dinner
YEAH IT THANKSGIVING GOTCHO MAIN BITCH SNIFFING (TASTY!!)
TURKEY OUT THE OVEN JUICES FUCKIN GLISTEN
JUST LIKE MY WRIST BUTTER DIAMONDS STEADY TWISTIN
CHASIN AFTER BIG ENDS
BANKING CHASE SAVINGS
NIGGAS TRIED TO PLAY HIM, NOW HE HIGHER THAN HIMALAYAN
WHAT THE FUCK THEY SAYING?!
DANK SPITTIN MAYHEM
SMOKING TOP RANK SOON AS WAKE UP IN A.M.
PASS IT TO MY BAE N EM
CASH ANOTHER DAY IN
SPEAKER GOING HAM
FUCK YOU PAY HIM
JUMPING OUT THE TRANS AM, YO ASS GREYHOUND
NEVER MAKE A SOUND WHEN THEN JAKES ROUND
Yeah.... I'll admit it... Shit was on repeat. So what?!?! Don't be throwing stones...
[Intro]
[Spoken, dark sermon style] They call it the root of all evil. But poverty ain't never saved a soul. It's just paper. But it's the only paper that stops the bleeding. Look.
[Verse 1]
I'm talkin' to my pape-uh (Money)
Like it's my one and only
If you know me (You know)
Then you know that if I want it, then I own it
(I own it)
In a moment, I be gone
I don't need no one to find me, I'm grindin'
Turn this pressure into diamonds
Wonder wonder where my mind went
(Where it go?)
Wonder where the time went
Hol' up, rewind it (Bring it back)
Givin' no fucks, is what I did
Expose sum' for the views, you can't hide it
Blood money in my hands
But ain't nobody bleed for me
City full of snakes, had to boss up strategically
Cut 'em off repeatedly
Lost my day ones, chasin' what I had to be
Same ones that ain't believe!
(Watch me eat)
[Chorus]
Posted at the top, big racks bustin' out
Had to sacrifice it all, just to get this self-esteem
Money talkin' different now, dolla bill get that money cream!
Took them L's, made 'em M's, I don't break, keep it clean!
(Clean)
Never needed validation, never begged for no cosign
Kept my head down, now my name up in the sky
Ain't no handouts in this life, took my losses, made 'em mine
Now they all just watch me grind, stack and redefine!
[Verse 2]
Hate it or love it, the underdog is on the throne,
I built this shit myself, with every brick and every stone.
Had to learn to walk this lonely road I'm on alone,
The only real connection's through a speaker on the phone.
They talkin' loud, but I can't hear 'em from this altitude,
My character is solid, check my fuckin' attitude. (Check it)
They see the celebration, not the pain and solitude,
I did it for my people, that's my endless gratitude.
Money don't judge, money don't hate
It just opens up the lock on the front gate.
[Bridge]
So many people nowadays is, wearin' them double faces
That's why I stay in outer spaces, that space that like to jam
This is who I am, I hope you understand that
I hope you understand that
I can't explain it why, I cannot tell you how
But it's never been a doubt, all in or it's all out!
[Outro]
No fear inside me now, ain't no runnin' left to do
Every scar just made me stronger, every loss just came with truth
Came up heavy like a giant, through the struggle, made it proud
They gon' see me, they gon' hear me, ain't no way I'm backin' down!
Uh yuh yuhhhh
Flyin' high, I feel like kid Icarus
Violet skies give pictures like it's Pinterest
Time to ride? You can't be givin' in. We livin' this
I'm the type to rip you off the thigh like chicken skin
I'm the guy you're wishin' wins, but hopin' we'll be friends again
Growin' like my dividends, all flowing like my sentences
The money just a simple sin, but blossoms into emissions
You talkin' quick, but missin' sense
You lost it in your spittlin'
I'm Boss (Yuh)
Gotta make it out the trap, no matter cost
(Yuh) Green all in my bag, it's tattered moss, (yuh)
Medics Albatross, deadly when I talk, new machete, newer Glock
I'm already on the top, these crackas blind to me like spock
I opened up a can of worms
Then I heard these bastards walk
All these birds, I'm finally cocked
Fighting things off
Dying in sauce
Tied in to God
Tryin' to off my
mind cause it's lost
Yuh, yuh yuh yuh
It's Boss
[Sung]
I don't know where I'm goin'
But you can't come with me
She sees my ice frozen, she wanna live comfortably
She feels the Florida breeze, but it's snowin'
Got her on her knees, in deep emotion
Yuh, yuh
[Back to rap]
DADS HOME POCKETS ON SUMO
PULLED UP WRAITH SHADOW, NIGGA YOU KNOW
HORSE POWER LIKE IM SITTING ON SADDLE
NO CEILINGS LEFT EM AT HOME
COLD HEARTED FROM BATTLE
RAINBOW DIAMONDS SPECTRUM LIKE AUTISM
BIG CHECKS LIKE A BAD HOE ITS ALL FIGURES
MADE OWN LANE IM FREE MAN DJANGO WITH THE PISTOL
GREASE ON YO HOE WITH THE GRISTLE
SLIME ON A NIGGA WITH AN ISSUE
BITCHES JUST FUCKING WHO AND WHO
NIGGAS JUST DOING WHOPTEEWOOP
FLEW THROUGH IN THE JET BLACK COUPE
Got a dollar, and a Percocet
Is either one worth your neck, if you serve your debts? I'ma need at least a bill, to settle certain stress
I got the coupe DeVille, up from cursive checks
I'm the furthest blessed, but I get perfect tests
God talks to me, we still searchin' yet
I'ma Socrates, inside the ferns and sects
They talk on me, but they don't see the earnin' text
The monopoly, I gotta hide from burdened feds
They've been stalkin' me
I'm prolly trippin' off the molly weed
It's a lot to see
In the kitchen, like some costic cheese
Water whippin', like the potted tea
You said you loved me then
Then you took my trust and split
Heart wrapped up like oven mitts
I'm not a God, but I ascend when spittin' fire time again
Yuh
I locked my mind like vile sins
Heads nod - retirement, splittin' chords like violins
Bed rocks I'm tryna dig
M yuh
PUSSY CRACKA, LET'S GET BOLD LIKE CHEDDAH
EATIN' CAT WITH ASIANS, BUT THEY CHOKE ON ME, I'M BETTUH
FUCK A COWARD HATIN', I WILL SHOWER IN VENDETTAS
I'M A TREND SETTUH
YOU CAN'T MISS ME LIKE I'M MECCA
I USE THE MISERY LIKE KETCHUP, YOU CAN'T CATCH UP
YUH YUH
WHEN I AIM, I SHOOT, I DON'T MISS
I DON'T NEED THE TRUTH UNLOADED
I GOT NOTICE
I'VE BEEN SMOKIN' LOTUS
WHILE MY GENERAL RELOADIN' ā IN THE MOMENT
I'M EPHEMERAL LIKE NOTIONS
NO DEVOTIONS, BUT MY CENTER VIEW JEHOVAHS
Yuh yuh
It's Bagchaser, Aka literally limitless, Aka Bad Apple
It's 9:53 in the mornin'
And outside, the weather is pourin'
I'm all right
I'm all right
I'm ignorin'
Your tries
Your tries
To be a tourist
I'm tired, I'm tired
I'm not bored, bitch
I'm tired of the pain you forget when you forged it
Absolutely nothing matters, let the fuckin' windows shatter, I don't let them bother me, really feel I ought to be, breakin' out this loveless pattern
Had to ghost you, call me Casper. I don't know you, just your passwords
You're just a loss to me
I know I treat you awfully, we opened sin with sodomy, and mocked God and burned prophecies
I tried to fix you honestly, but your scars burn like soldering
Now you blame me constantly, but never even offered peace
Yuh, it's Boss
YUH YUH
Roll the loose leaf with the shatter
Smokin' toonchi in the batter
My Dawgs stick to me like plaster
My sauce listerine, no fillah
My opps envy me, vanillas
I bed chocolate in my villa
In my pocket prolly milk duds
I take them 'til I feel loved
Cause momma never gives hugs
And the drama always split us
I was stuck up in roughs, takin' every synth drug
Synthetic euphoria, fillin' voids that meant none
Even dead, I'm Florida like oranges in the big sun
Yuh, yuh
Yeah, I drink until I piss blood
Then I smoke until I rip lungs
I can't think, I just seek quick rush
It's Boss
Yuh
It's the big one
SICK OF THE SHIT
FOLDED UP PLANS AND DID IT LEGIT
WALK WITH THAT STICK IF YOU TRYNA GET CLIPPED
HUNNEDs IN JEANS GIVE YO BITCH A HUNNED IN DICK
STRAIGHT OFF THE RIFF WHEN HATE GET A WHIFF
FROM THE SOUTH AND I ANCHORED THE SHIT
ALL IN DA MIX LIKE HIT EM WITH DAT TWIX (LEFT RIGHT!!)
SHAWTY IN FISHNETS SO BAD SHE CANT MISS
SHE BAD AND ITS CLOSE TO CHRISTMAS
PULL UP NEW KICKS BROWN SWISS MISS (COCOA!!)
MY NEXT WISH? HUNNED THOUSAND AND SOME FRESH RINSE
DRIPPIN OFF CANT WHIPE ME DOWN OFF THE LIST
#1 IN USA, CHINA, JAPAN, URUGUAY
Always haters tryna knock me off my paper, I'm the shark or alligator, milky wafer how she savor, Darth Vader with the taser, doin' favors for the favors, in the matrix, with my maker, I'm Pinocchio, truth taker, heart breaker, Ruby Rose smoked, Mio sippin', noose chafer, I'm blessed, cause father God is all gracious, get payments you'd struggle to digest, 'cause I split spaces, like SpaceX when I invest. I get payments like bald vagrants in tall spaces. I don't stall, waitin' never solved vacance. ima take the saw, break it, now it shoots like fall fragrance.
They're all facin' like I'm Budapest
Shawty said to me I'm too direct
YUH!!!
I'm newly blessed
I pray that I can make it out this brutal test
You knew it set me in a place that screwed my head, but brought me out of it so that I knew the jest
I had to war with as a chosen seph, I was born a broken mess, formed with a golden press
I was jugglin' the demons with the angels, way before I knew there was an option to be faithful
Buildin' coffins when I'm Able
Started testin' God, and started labeling it fables, then I traveled with the spirits when God separated cables
@flat vessel You'd kill this flow
You a lame to me, but I still worship what made you
So I gotta ease your burdens, help you get stable
Tell me pretty lies, and I can pick them out like maple
Just be honest, and I'll help you get a plateful
I'm tasteful, I'm made to, build armies on great truths
I'm alarming, like brake fluid
But she still let me in her apartment
I'm armed with the grace of his pardons
You hate that my garments cost more than your car did, but I'm buildin' castles for the disregarded
Story of babel, they're lost in their language
I'm movin' the target, I already made it
The money an object, but buys entertainment
I came out from projects to prospects pervasive
My ice is the longest
Grip vice like a tong pinch
Made it out the cold
Now my ice is optional
Wearing heavy snow
It's blindin' my fine opticals
I'm a deadly goat š
My horn messy, it's got modules
I'm the lesser known, but I'm still pressin' gas like car depots
Whip the Chevy, but I'm savin' for a chest piece
Gotta keep my medley, to protect my lungs like Epis
Prayin' I'm the best me, 'cause the life I chose runs heavy
They're claimin' that I'm petty, cause I pull strings like Tom Petty
I'm not God, upset me
My mistakes are graceless
Praise the Father for his patience
Like a boxer how I break fists
Harry Potter, how the snake miss
I get gaula 'til I'm aimless
It's Bagchaser the Boss, aka the Caucasian Cauterizer, aka the Calculated Cuticle, Aka Guap Gator
AIMLESS WITH THE STAINLESS (YUH!)
USED TO BE VAGRANT
NOW I MAKE IT RAIN WHAT I CAME WITH
DANK BANKS WITH CHASE ON THE CHASE BITCH
I STAY CRISP
CANT BE ON NO WAITLIST
FUCK THE HATE BITCH,
HATE FUCK YO BITCH WITH A BIT LIP
SITTIN SLICK GUCCI SLIPS
AINT A THING SITTIN FUNNY
NIGGA WALLET ON GROWN MAN
WAAY THE CASH UP NO SHOWMAN
FUCK A BAD BITCH BREAK THE TROJAN
TUCK A STICK SLIP FROM THOSE MEN
JUKE THE PLUG MADE MY OWN WAY
SUCKER FREE SINCE OH TEN
DUCKING FREE
DUCKING FREE, BUST AT EASE
CHICKENS MEET THE ROTISSERIE
BAD BITCH REALLY AINT SHIT TO ME
NIGGAS GET WASHED LIKE LISTERINE
WHEN WE MEET, ITS FIST TO TEETH
GOT BARS LIKE A PENITENTIARY
RED DIAMONDS LIKE MY WRIST BLEED
SMOKING THAT STRONG LIKE A RIPPED TEE
SMOKING THAT STRONG THATS THAT MR. T
BOY POPPED OUT A MYSTERY WAY HE RUN THE STREETS
FUCK UP THE BEAT, THEN LET IT BREATHE
GRABBING THESE LUMP SUMS IN REACH
SO MUCH MON-A-EEEY
PRADA ON THE FLEECE
BRING THE SAND TO THE BEACH
I WAS DYIN' MENTALLY
THEN PHYSICALLY
I PRAYED TO GOD TO GIVE TO ME SOME BLISS FOR FREE
AND MERCY WAS PRESENTED CHEAP, I THANK THE FATHER FOR MY NEEDS, SO THAT I CAN SOMEWHAT FEEL COMPLETE
STUCK UP IN THE DRAMA, SEEKIN' PEACE I'M EATIN' DRAMAMINE WITH FLEES, MY HALLOW SLEEP FEELS INCOMPLETE, I BUILD MY FLOW IT'S DIGGIN' DEEP
NOWHERE TO GO, NOWHERE TO BE
Nothing to see ... Mm
It's young Guap Gator, known to slaughter the beat
It's the young Guap Gator, with your daughter in the sheets
It's the young Guap Gator, here to kill this flow like breeze
It's the same one that built a garden in your dreams
James Harden, I throw threes
She said I'm heartless, I'm just me
I flow regardless like the sea
I hit my target every week
I'm a Martian off this weed
This pack is sticky like some gee
HUH!!!!!
Kinda hard to function without medicine
I try to take these drugs to level it but it's not better since
Wavy off the mescaline
Crawled out from the darkness, like benevolence
Filled up with this pain, it's all just rhetoric
I'm drivin' Lois Lane, I'm off the deck again
I'm stressin' sins
I'm talkin' to who made me, and I'm questionin' his prevalence
I'm gonna sail like Macy's til I'm crazy far ahead of them
If they ain't gon' pay me, then I don't got the seconds spent
Sorry, hoe, no recompense
I'm buildin' up my elegance
This sippin' cup got celibate
I'm soberin' up, it's hell to quit
[Sung] [X2]
I can't let it go
No room for empty goals
My plans aren't fictional
You think I'm just a joke
But I got bodies with notes
Shawty, get ghost
[Back to rap]
Ephesians 4:22-24
...put off your old self...
and put on the new self
created after the likeness of God
ITS HELL TO QUIT
I REALLY BEEN THROUGH IT
EACH STEP CONGRUENT I DO THIS
BLOWING OUT THE BUICK
NOT HIDING MY JEWELS BITCH
IM FUEL LIT,
I WAS DOWN AND NOW THE CREW LIFT
ONLY FUCK WITH A FEW SINCE
DONT GET IT TWIST LIKE PEPPERMINT
LET IT SIT FOR A MOMENT
FROM THE HOOD TO NEW RESIDENCE
PAPER DENSE, IN THE ROOM AN ELEPHANT
HELL BENT ON GETTING HELLA BANDS