E.s.p.n we love the sport
That T.H.O.T her smashing my balls
Got me all caught up in her walls
It's a different spot same action
She got me cumin with satisfaction
E.s.p.n we love the sport
That T.H.O.T her smashing my balls
Got me all caught up in her walls
It's a different spot same action
She got me cumin with satisfaction
Temper of Doberman Pinschers when I ghost dogs size of Forest Whitaker
In the paint I go harder than Mutombo
And I stay with the trees like George in the jungle
Floyd may weather Father Time but not these landmine rhymes
Murder emcees like Gotti’s hit squad did Big Paulie in New York City
I see everything like a satellite apprehend my prey to satisfy my appetite
I push the ill flow like a dike with a dido
Up the hill niggas get jacked wherever Jill
Goes
reply with quotes, my flows don't know how you stick and glue get chewed out like monsters by kirby dude
watch me grow like zedd before he did rita or get deleted
Coming up we had no Jesus just Gee's and us
And heavy metal where we settled scores another contender crushed to the dust
Police tape off the scene with a look of disgust
Feeble foes act like mob bosses until I murder’em like Anthony Comello
I've succeeded the past tense chain of events
My retrospect is retro bars angelic heaven sent
There's only one way out and that's death
So live life to the fullest without bullets in your chest
Growing up as a youth I was rebellious, mad, and defiant
Until I learned the truth it awakened a sleeping giant
Emcees think they’re fly as heavens but get grounded like Boeing 737
I see the cat posted on the block in a lac with a massive stack
Asked him to use his knife then stabbed him in the neck with that
get played in reverse like the words spelled backwards, hacksaw you jim duggen's come rugged iron out cha eyes
so the plugs plugged in like this the matrix in woodclass we're all dust in the wind
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