Don’t cha forget I flip flows easily turn half way shook emcees
Into top ten highlights on sportscenter tonight
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Don’t cha forget I flip flows easily turn half way shook emcees
Into top ten highlights on sportscenter tonight
Fuck a flow, the next verse I rip luck draws, rip a card from top deck
Remember luck draws It’s karma’s bitch when it happens
I bring a trife style to workout bars remain diesel
Bust a cap like Donna you goner then I drive off in the regal
You niggas get a lot of burn when my burners off safety
Ain't nothing sweet about the kid I'm not a motherfuckin pastry
Bleed blocks when I break bread with Alonzo Harris rogue cops
I'm looking out my window watching dealers deal
A lot of us dealt a bad hand and the joker card kills
Every man want to be king until they see the blue steel
Son tried to run but the bullets made him chill
As he begin to bleed out you could see the look of death in his face shit is real
I'm the worst since Onyx to bring the bionics
Ol school like hooked on phonics
Give ya head beats like dre the damage left the Dr. astonished
Tarnished since my pistol blew red chilli from ya scar tissue left the body under the bridge
Like mags the God's got issues
Lyrically pull massive weight like obesity without gastric surgery
i don't make thot music i make thought music for college kids and cats doing bids
fix your wig leave ya demo and dc'd like broke tv's or get cha cb4 cats think they live they ain't chive
Let out cha frost flames from the chicken coop
Get drooped by dumps taking on these clunks fecal matter your decals are sadder
Run ya mouth like ya bladder issues when you get wet like a tissue
A battle with Mantra is hip hop Russian roulette
Take over your empire and kick your character off like Jussie Smollett
Jake LaMotta ragingly, emcees don’t wanna hook up like Master P
First and foremost get roasted or toasted is how you marshmellow puff statesman want it or i'm a just write you off tv like kevin owens with double shoulder surgery
Like the green eyed bandit Mantra brings a sermon
You said your girls from Mississippi that's why the pussy is burning
When Mantra step on stage enemies run for cover
The bitches on my dick that's why labels won't put me on like a rubber