smash you in the face like baseball bat just hit the homerun and win the game
what a shame you had to be the catalyst for insanity the opposite of vanity
smash you in the face like baseball bat just hit the homerun and win the game
what a shame you had to be the catalyst for insanity the opposite of vanity
American gangster criminal, Frank Lucas lyrical how I get my shit directly from Golden Triangle
Casted from a shadow more battles to wind
Blow off my dusty blade grenade throwing renegade ready to win
stay solid as stone slabs those crows had
clapped up with more than a steel mill
You a cat that’s been spayed, if you were Rakim’s seed you’d be waste of genes like Magic’s son EJ
Crab emcees are thrown in pots full of boiled water
A quick death to illustrate my illustrious slaughter
Crab emcees are dropped alive in boiled water
As I proceed to illustrate this illustrious slaughter
grade grace made lace now your outta spades no books left in the trade so whats really at stake
Pussy pop minds a monopoly get played politcally like ivanka vs seto kiba
Lyrical solar squall when I unleash powerful storms like sun’s enormous clouds of superheated particles
heated like metals, you ain't forging chaos because you can't display odds
Radiant how I raid and dent
Hard bars to severely scar faces sent
take the stand like books, wanna see the shine til im blind
Never one to surrender, ready to die like Biggie with Tigray peoples’ character
frozen stiff put down closing time touching tone jewels get run ran i ain't got no money in hand its funny most don't got plan i stand by chaos when you display odds
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