It's Crazy
Quelle: Spotify
[Verse 1]:
Hi again, it's me hoes
Ridin' with my mijos
Arrivin' at casinos
As I'm lighting up what we rolled
Fly in my tuxedo
High as fuckin' eagles
Biased with an ego
Try us, get your teeth pulled
Your sinuses will bleed slow
I'm tryna strike your cheek bones
These Heinekens will be thrown
Your highness will be dethroned
Got this urge to break your vertebrae to thirds
Used to spit, but nowadays I'll just regurgitate a verse
Word play I'm on the verge to make it worth
All this work I've gave it just to say I'v earned a pay from words
Quick, you're sorta slow
Bitch, I got a soldier's soul
Spittin' till my throat is so
Sick that I need Protozol
System overload
Lyst will give you no control
Listen to this flow to grow
Wisdom from a poet pro
Stuck with rappin' and I managed not to switch plans
You can't imagine how much shit I've had to withstand
[Hook]:
Crazy, how he was patient
And now he's, making shit you copy
I don't say this to be cocky
But it's... X3
[Verse 2]:
Started splashing this ink
Hardest tracks that he brings
They often ask what he thinks
How he thought of that shit he sings
Walk back or get jinxed
While I start slammin' these drinks
Rock my ball cap with a mink
You'z a small cat to a sphinx
We active with grown visions
Magic, the flow-igician
Dope shit, makes hoes listen
Got no clique, just a coalition
I took a mic and chose
To write the most till I arose
Booking flights for shows
Am I supposed to strike a pose?
The way I psych my foes
Reciting notes that I've composed
Cold as icicles
You hoes might go and wipe your nose
All my life I've roamed inside my dome
To find my zone
I found it bro
By downing iced patrons and lighting dro's
On this microphone
I'll strike a ho with lighting bolts
Poltergeist your home
Own your life and swipe your soul
Five Coronas got your baby's momma tryna bone
By the morning her aroma gon' be my cologne
[Hook]:
[Verse 3 ]:
Best reefer with cold wine
Lets creep through my own mind
Lets see what we gon' find
As I get deep as a coal mine
Stress seems to be on high
Less sleepin' but more grind
Wreck beats with these raw rhymes
I sex freaks in my off time
The kid's swipin' your conscience
This might get you nauseous
But I'll stick a spike in your socket
As I sit and strike you with objects
Hit you right where your top is
Then ditch you while your unconscious
Then hitch a flight to the tropics
Keep a trigger right where my cock is
My talent established that
I'll strike down any average cat
That tries surrounding my habitat
Try to challenge this savage rap
Get damaged and that's a fact
Kid scratchin' your cataract
Will shatter your back with bats
My bitch bad and do acrobats
Lyst is on that nonsense spit
Hot shit, you the opposite
Get my cock licked
In the cockpit of a rocket ship
Do I talk too quick?
They can't control the beast it's over B
He's off the leash
Spits his poetry
That's so unique right over beats
[Hook]:
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