Originally Posted by
JChavez
Chance The Rapper ballers at Staples Center
Shootin’ enough bricks to build homeless shelters
Fake tough guys claim to bust gats but they gun shy
Not I, shotgun complies when it’s time for drive-bys
That’s why foes hide like Trump did his tax returns
I’m infirmed but will worsen like Donald’s second term
Insurrections weapons vision of orphan rebellions
Endless shellin’ of ruined regions like Rojava invasions
Cartel gunman but I’ll never do women nor children
Bloodshed I’m bringin’, plasma all over pristine linen
Morgues overburdened with mangled Mormons
Now they really know how it feels to cross border
Dismembered cadavers haunt crime scene coroners
No room at cemetery so ditches are dug for corpses
Wack emcees can pull out their notepads like Canibus
But they still couldn’t fu** with these freestyle verses