[Verse 1:Zoetic]
Might pull up in that buick
You never thought but you knew it
Yo bitch got shot by cupid, she be beggin for my body fluids
I can body music, like nike do it, i be penny pinching like im fuckin jewish
Im the t-r-u est in the streets, never know when i might go in on the beat, haters want beef then i reach under the seat
Pullin out the fully auto leave em shredded like wheat
On my two feet you on yo tippytoes
Sex for free i never tip these hoes
And when im on the road, killin all these shows, i got a bad bitch, takin off all her clothes
Poppin bottles we be gettin throwed
Never know where i might go
California, canada, overseas and back
Ecstasy, shrooms, weed and crack
Lemme crack yo back you feel the acid attack, im a chiroprac the way i practice my craft
I be usin up all the bank drafts
Depositin, the cash and then i laugh
As i walk out the bank cause my money sittin higher than a damn giraffe, thats a damn fact, there ain't no gas, so pump ya brakes
They all got the shakes, see other rappers fallin off like skin flakes
Im finna make it big wit this new mixtape, cause im too great
You too poor, im contour
Whats ya top 5? Im beyond yours
You woke a monstor, came to conquor, so tell me? Do you want an encore?
[Hook:Zoetic]
Is this the style that you wanted?
Name any flow and i'm on it
They fallin' off cause they daunted
You can't come in this house cause its haunted
Always on the run, witmy gun, if you want some come and get me cause i'm wanted
Wanted(x4) come and get me cause i'm wanted
[Verse 2:Zoetic]
Im gettin fired up like a new lighter
Its the underdog underground fighter
Under this beat i let it ride me
Givin back spasms when im sliding
So dont try me, cuz im grimy, the best local rapper thats rhyming under the radar, you can't find me
Flow so hard, perfect timing
Fuck the mainstream, im on my own team, make my own green, smoke my own weed, sip my own lean, no one intervenes, cause the industry, got you on a string, theyre distracting you, with these fancy things, and this shiny bling
Ja-Jappetos they be puppeting
Ya eyes filled wit fear
Never know when im creepin near
Girls fall in love then i disappear
Walk out the door i dont shed a tear
This a career, on my new shit, check the blueprint, i started from the bottom and now im.. Grr
Ain't no one wit me at the fuckin top
But once youre there they all on ya jock
Talkin like they ya best bud and you owe em somethin that shits sus
You get crushed if you dont put trust in the rapper thats doin stuff
Take adrenaline, just to feel the rush
Then i cut em up, they all sectioned up, gettin sliced up like cold cuts
Time to go nuts, hop in the porsche then roll up, hold my phone up, takin a selfie then imma goner
Catch a body if you wanna come ride wit the soldiers
Slung over my shoulder this chopper big as a boulder
Shawty beggin for my boner muthafucker imma own her! Oh ah! Bangin in the bathroom
Back of acura from the back i be attakin her, sinkin my teeth like dracula got the craziest vernacular, what the hell you think im rappin for? Im spectacular, vamanos, gotta shake it up and get a different flow makin it slow
For the hoes, rippin off their clothes, if you thought i wasn't choppin know i bet the haters know, watch out for the po po
Time to bounce like pogo
Mastered bein a mogul
Hungry for these beats eatin these rappers till im full full
[Hook]
[Verse 3:Zoetic]
Said im the one who's chosen
Swingin swords like i was conan
Lyrics flowing like the ocean
Leave you frozen of commotion
Mixin up a potent potion
You feel it in your abdomen
Knockin out all my opponents
So blocka! What gun you totin
Who shot cha? Went postal on the postman importing in poetry
Please name me another rapping that doing it better locally
No salty sultry could geometrical match my potency
Commodities move like sharks chasing prey i smile, show my teeth
Damnit why'd you have to go and free this beast, i'm in this beat
Like drugs in street, i came up from the underground
Ridin round, my hometown, everybody hear that sound
Money counter soundin like a dirtbike, im so ripe
Went a little left so now the haters see im always right
Since the day that i turned 15 i had Choice to spit 16's
Now i'm licensed to kill like i took my test at 17
Severing, their heads then i eighteens replacing
Their soul wit the rest like a nineteen, its frightening
Now im boutta turn 20 and im still feelin so young
Just wait until next year imma be the twenty one
Never know when im gon stop
I just might pop like rocks to the top
Hear the drop you hop for the flop
See the crooked cops, they be eyein up my crops so i opt for the chop time to open up shop
BLAHH!
