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I jumped on this beat with one intention to kill it
Ive got boys in the bin for doing that drill ish
But me and my boys always on that trill shit
I know you haters can see me
But i can disappear like i done a trick
I’m on top of you lames
I’m on top of the food chain
You know me i go hard
Out in the fields so ive gotta pray to God
She want the third leg thats tripod
She want that one eye thats cyclops
She just wanna fuck thats lust the streets have no love
She knows i flip this bud like coin toss
Can’t you see I’m on mothafuckas
Period, so high muddafuckers im off it
Maybe this Zoot will land me in coffin
But i ain’t stopping ill keep puffing lye
While i puck the whole damn world dry
I can see the all the damn spies with my own eyes
I’m a cowboy i won’t cower like these cowards
My Knowledge is my power smoking flowers that is ours
I’m as high as the Burj Khalifa tower
When I’m on the mic i unleash this power
Ive got the potential in my body and soul
And ive got potential to make it thru a pencil
Always bodying flows any beat ill fuck that
Gonna be primeval the rap retrieval
Do it like its illegal dont chill with weasels who like to Squeal
One love to my people were heading to the top why these haters need to re-do
Surrounded by evil judo stunts on em like Knievel
That you haters you’ve only made me better
Entered this rat race and made me some cheddar
And the green only made it better
But thats the life of my Era
Catch you slipping at the bridge
Youve been a pussy Since diapers and bibs
I can light up your skin and kidnap your kids
Always rhyming on my Island spending nights writing with the pen
Got a hot girl Skyping with a couple hot friends
She said „put that cock on my lips”
Come forfil my wish shut up bitch just recycle my kids
I’m the muddafucking best i ain’t gonna lose hope
These rappers are soft life the fruit pulp
Gangsta’s in the mirror smoking on dope
The coke is so clean its like a bar of soap
Rap sinister call me feltz minister
These mortals want combat my squad will finish ya
Watch out cos the flow is venomous
Rap sinister call me feltz minister
Come watch me on your TV
Got these nitties coming at me like im Ebay
Got them tripping puck them fake women
I can send chills up your spine when the emotions switching
Drop top with the Kufi missing thats tops off
When it Pops off with my dawgs we go Stewie Griffin
And if you can’t hear me test us cos your body is what were ripping
Alot of bitches wanna play with my feelings
Alot of nitties see the packs and start twitching
Alot of haters wanna start Twittin’
Love writing with the pen I’m good with my words yo
Haters why does my cash flow concern yo
Just let a brudda go in hard
Everyday I’m shuffling these packs like a deck of cards
Opps in the field so ive gotta carry mine
Cos the field is as fucked as a dodgy hairline
Smoking on this loud and its the goody
Regret i fucked up school but i still study
Tryna get to the Rap game in the fast lane with half a gas tank
I’ll be on the M-Way dodging these lames
I can hear these haters talking my last name
So on a beat i have to go in mean
The I’m on the streets dishing out the rest of this sixteen
But money ain’t solving no problems
Money ain’t new to me
Im gonna get a Victory and make history
I’m loyalty im Royalty
Try a get big like im Pac
Cos when I’m on the track im too hot
My flows dead on keep it fly like a heron
Fuck all them bitches that got me lead on
„I’m So Upset” „No Bitch” I’m twisting your head on
Out in Traffic with clips then caskets pass this i guess its ashes to ashes
Fuck That shut its backwards i use my tactics
She probably wanna fuck cos my status
Can’t wait to live fabulous fuck all these ratchets
Get to the karats like I’m hungry for salads
I’ll be in the trap chopping up the cabbage
Her skin colour like radish then she let me have it
But mayne she just here so i can feed her habits
But no dude can do what I do
When i hit the spot she singing like gospel
Been crazy since a baby one love to my old lady
If you try take it ill be like fuck you pay me
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