Letras
My poetry is the realest
My pen game penetrate a poser, I know you feel it
Yeah, don't need no hype-man, I'm hype enough
So anybody lookin' down on me, okay I'm strikin' up
I'll light you up with overhands, a couple uppercuts
My sober hands are fast enough, you drop your double cup
I got you hoppin' out the game like it was double dutch
No mercy when I'm thirsty, I ain't playin' with you motherfucks
Yeah, my flowers given to me by the hour
I'm talkin' Raider pain, I fake respect for fuckin' cowards
Yeah, and if you listen you should take a shower
Grimiest alive, but still can find me at a nine to five
They say I'm thrivin' at a BPM of 87
My year of birth is keepin' men reserved at servin' heaven
Don't curse the weapon it's the voice the gods have birthed me with
When drama comes, I'll be the first to flip
Burn the page writin' shit to say
Evil spirit, you can't chase me off by burnin sage
Aye, they say my kind should be locked in a cage
Full of Rage since an early age, I take the stage and slay
Burn the page writin' shit to say
Evil spirit, you can't chase me off by burnin sage
Aye, they say my kind should be locked in a cage
Full of Rage since an early age, I take the stage and slay
Ooh hah, an automatic bazooka
Heat seeka, a carnivore, meat eata
Define hysteria, parasite, malaria
Dynamite barbarian, right hook
And bury em, pow
Lil bitch go to night night
Hit em one two three
Yoow, it's fight night
Yeah, yo I stay in the lime light
True spitta, the cool kidda, the highlight
Oh no, so rowdy, see I'm loco
Since a child, I went wild, yup, you know bro
I Rip the mic, I Put the game in a choke hold
Snappin' necks with my lyrics, oh yes, I'm so dope
Burn the page, It's a plague, take the whole globe
Hit the stage, free my brain, and my whole soul
Release the pain, release the stress when the lights glow
Then the beat goes on, and I hit it like a maestro