Plagas

Another nigga rapping man, fuck stereotype

Venting out some things, cause it only feels right

Souls gets hungry, Like a wolf in the night

When my stomach growls Imma take a fucking bite

Steady rolling up green herbs that I just burn

Talking to myself asking when will I learn

Gotta work hard for the things that I yearn

Nigga Fuck being sad I'm a god on this earth

I can feel a virus its eating through my veins

My mind projects blood bitch its vivid in my brain

Poison on my fangs when I'm spitting I'm insane

My thoughts always floating like I'm phasing through the plane

I don't need a headstone my message in the lyrics

When my nigga died I had to take this shit serious

Letting go all the stupid shit I was fearing

All you niggas stank like dem nasty ass chitlins

Niggas pathetic

You Always Faking a message

I can speak from the lessons

That turn niggas to reverends

Sometimes pains a blessing

So im carrying wesson

That was smith to be deadly

To burn ya hotter then freddy

Bars like a Beyblade nigga im ripping it

Spinning out pockets im dipping in

Invest in ya craft for future dividends

Got six eyes bitch im limitless

Dreads got static, shocking all the masses

I can see the fame when im speaking from a past tense

Lived a life of havoc, inner voice spazzing

Niggas talking shit when they made from the plastic

Gods from the past

Rotting behind leather masks

Broke the ego like some glass

As I'm emptying out the flask

Maggots thriving in my brain

I can preach I aint sane

Anger hotter then the flames

From the levels of my pain

East Coast kid had to summon all his demons

Its the only reason that a nigga even breathing

Fuck anybody that never once believed it

I Got resolved from all the years of grieving