God degree poetry got the god out of poverty
Break em rap Drago better pay up if you o Dogg menace to society
Clowns hit grounds on the lounge before big homie count to three
God degree poetry got the god out of poverty
Break em rap Drago better pay up if you o Dogg menace to society
Clowns hit grounds on the lounge before big homie count to three
Malcontent emcees are as worthless as migrants’ documents with Trump as President
Valiant nemesis think they’re mavericks but are quick to choke like King James in 2011 vs Dallas
Blades on escalades, rims on tires
Hoods on fire, thugs informants wired
Addict suicide cause inside their tired
We outdo and Marvel over their evil empire
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Edwin Rosario foes get wrecked like Julio Cesar Chavez did the macho man in Hector Camacho
Absorb the orb break cords when we contend
Off the head or with pen deadly linquistics he sends
Gun aimed at them if they don't comprehend
Shots hit their split know essence bound men
How was Miguel Cotto gonna roc Hova’s nation if he was a g-string diva?
Lyrical double-barrel, bars obese cause they eat what Oprah did in Color Purple
Furnace hot burner's shot the pilgrim exited his back and entered civilian
In front of the building kicking and dying
Bleeding and crying until his body lose feeling
eyes on prizes minds disguises hang from a branches it your right to purge your way
don't merge with streams rivers and data
maker major not minor put down in pianos with no keys left
Wack emcees are lame like Trump’s question about nuclear explosion usage to disrupt hurricanes
I'm out for the bag and not the body
Give these niggas dentures for biting like rotties
In the hood my reps notorious for hitting badboys with B.I.G. shotties
Dissident verses as repugnant as miscarriages in Big Tigger’s basement
Base heads getting wasted with they dead presidents ta stay jaded
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
When my number is finally retired I’ll hang envious rappers from rafters
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