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[INTRO]
E.O
I try and talk to the niggas man
You got to talk to these niggas man
Yea
[VERSE 1: Propr Lee]
These niggas need to learn to breath fire
Before they argue with a dragon
Spit slick shit microphone orgasm
Stuck inside that slow lane of course I’m going to pass ya
Black Porsche two hundred and fifty hoarse blasting
Cut throat I’m a cloaked up assassin
Put a fork in these niggas
Deliver them closed casket
Y’all be moving backwards
And I swear I’m getting faster
Murder these lames
I’m the rap games Charles Manson
Think I’m gonna need a trash can
Drag these rappers out in a trash bag
Couldn’t find the body with a hash tag
While Iraq up cash like its Baghdad
Flow from the soul and its well respected
Say it with your chest so they get the message
The only way they eating is if I fucking let them
The only way they breathing is with chest compressions
All about my grind bitch
Cause my time is something like a diamond
Late nights I was up while the world sleep
Regurgitate my words until it hurts deep
Regurgitate my lines until I feel the acid
You swimming with a beast and this is lake placid
Climb to the top until my nails tear
Tonight I dine with death and I don’t taste fear
Cocky little shit
But I can back it up like I’m copying that shit
Rocky when I hit
Illuminati couldn’t fucking stop me if they wished
Jamaica in my veins
B-more in my lungs and Florida on the brain
Hail to the glory the zodiac has arranged
Stars have aligned and Propr Lee’s now awake
How much more can I take
Bad rappers like fat bitches taking up space
You take the wrong tone
Than I’m taking your face
And if you want to meet me there
Ill take you to your grave
Good gracious great Krishna
Pistol whipping with the lyrics
Until they get the picture
And I’m only getting started
Death to the first verse dearly departed
[HOOK: Propr Lee]
When the sun dies and the acid starts to rain
Are you gonna Stay
Are you gonna stay with me
Or will you run away from me
Ah yea
[Verse 2: Propr Lee]
Mouth full of gasoline
Catastrophic and philosophic if i breathe
Worlds pitch black i provide high beans
And i never get sleep cause I’m chasing my dreams
I mean
Wish a nigga would try me
Fucking up the feng shui put him down tai chi
Drop a couple of bars that even surprise me
Hard work in me blood me na need no IV
Yea nigga like that
And you ain’t felt shit until a snake strikes back
Hear me once they like why buy crack
And i don’t follow no man
I don’t idolize Jack
I don’t run from no fuck nigga
I don’t hide from no coward
Told them niggas that the games mine
Took that shit in a couple hours
Now I devour everything in my lane
Hustle all night in the snow or the rain
Work until my body can’t work no longer
Until it break down rebuilds and becomes stronger
Until the mountains fall down crumble
And Satan bows down with my crown humble
Until my carcass is found my star ships
Death to second verse dearly departed
[hook: Propr Lee]
When the sun dies and the acid starts to rain
Are you gonna Stay
Are you gonna stay with me
Or will you run away from me
Ah yea
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