Port HusL

Rapping is my passion, I've been eating off of rations

Addicted to the scratches till my itch no longer rashes

These niggas think irrational, they do it for the clout

Young Skywalker, water walking on the clouds

Rain down till it pours, I've been seasoning with storms

In a game of shapeshifters, gotta learn to keep your form

What I do is not the norm, reaping children of the corn

I get sadistic with ballistics, rip the page until it's torn

Fuck the critics and statistics, they cynic is full of scorn

I'm autistic with artistics, I arose from the thorn

I'm a mystic, you just cystic, puss-y nigga bout to pop

Baking soda on the track, every verse is a rock

No Ciroc, I be sipping on a 40 as I plot

Digital pot, niggas fiending for the likes that you got

Biblical drop, niggas salty when they see you with a lot

I reaffirm my thinking, you just focus on the thots

On the set, I be doing all my reps without the props

You niggas love attention, until you in they mentions

You thought that y'all was tight until it turned out to be tension

Niggas strapped up but didn't graduate munitions

The judge hit the gavel cause it ain't no fucking limits

When niggas turn they back on you, is only when you get it

You sided with the losing team and niggas felt different

You see it now, that's why I blocked you, I'm indifferent

I don't care, but still wish you the best

God MC, I gotta know it I'm blessed

Niggas gotta work, yeah I know it they stressed

I knew that it'd be haters on this road to success

But I'ma manifest on this ship like my ancestors

Sign my own language, I don't focus on the hand gestures

Niggas gotta funny grip, something like a hand jester

I take all the poker chips from the hand guessers

Royal lineage, birth of Solomon and Pharaoh

Got a queen in the limousine, niggas turning feral

They think that they a beast until I turn them to apparel

Fuck a metaphor, I just get to spitting shit in parables

I know you don't like it whack, nigga, cause you're terrible

Colder than the polars everything I write unbearable

Crabs come in buckets and monkeys by the barrel full

When you send a shot, niggas loading up the barrel full

I don't flex, ninja step like I'm Ra's al Ghul

Library quiet cause you little niggas loud

Power don't speak, it just resonates the sound

Something like the thunder after lightning hits the crowd

I try to spread love, but these bitches on some toxic shit

Looking for a man with money till the day he clock her shit

Running out of time, now she flirting with apocalypse

Nigga, it's a rapture see the lies in your hips

If your hips don't lie, why you shaking when you strip

You claim you're not a ho, but you like getting flipped

If the music don't sell, then it's only fans clips

If you gone, fuck with me, you can't be sucking they dicks

My dictation is a syndication, everything you see it now

Vindication with incrimination, write your pen pal

You ain't patient, you a patient, never wait to cut them down

Stipulations got me elevated to a higher crown

You can't be a man with a miss demeanor

If you king of the court, why you miss arenas

You was summoned to a sentence when you missed subpoena

When they catch you with no gun, do you miss your Nina

Off the meter like Vegeta, send you to your senorita

By the liter, you be leaking like a bloody margarita

No Adidas, you can't get these stripes if you're not a cheetah

No comina, Santaria, cast a spell in Tanzania

All these bubblegum bars got you sounding like Rasheeda

If niggas want beef, fold them up like fajitas

When it's wartime battle, I ain't scared of you niggas

They got you thinking that you cold, I am Theraflu nigga

I am there to do whatever to whoever out of pocket

Did a lot of things, but I've never held a pocket

Niggas got a cemetery hiding in they closet

I don't condone rape, but if you smart then you would squash it

What kind of stupid nigga tries to diss a nigga

Knowing that he used to be in pens taking dicks from niggas

You don't think, little man, you just dumb and reactive

Eating through these chargers like some battery acid

Gotta google what I'm saying, you don't have the synaptics

You don't like the feedback, so you struggle with haptics

Word to Marcel, you niggas rapping over vocals

I swear to God, that's the reason y'all stay local

Noble, through with being nice, now it's no bull

Matador, cutting down the planet till I'm global

Rapping like the rent's do, same number on the mobile

You trying to get signed and I'm trying to be a mogul

HusL