Yeah, the Folk Legend, uh, shout outs to the Lake Town, shout outs to the Kountains, New York, yo, yo
I car bomb a clown bus, you a wowzer, I’m down in the dungeon spittin’ fire like Bowser
Open your skull like an oyster with the knife I got no pointers for the night (nah), I #ss to mouth this track like an oinker for a wife (eww)
I live in a Hoville should have a land bar but got it off the art wiz of bomb part (f#ck man)
This isn’t written it’s a blood charged punch bars in combat, like I shot a load on yo’ girl’s lumbar (hahaha)
Spin caps like barber chairs then line ’em up, I got the violent stuff, I’m the ghost of Phifе unplugged (rest in peacе)
Back track smack flat rapper artist, walk up in the magical land of art rappers lardin’
LSD snowcones with peppermint, sheets and slabs, blood of sheep and lamb, sneak a gram in Jesus camp
The new Bundy with the rails brow, hairs grown, crowbar in the Camaro, arm in a sling by the sail boats (hey!)
Daydream drift with the pen, wake up to a fridge with the head, despondant pickin’ up drifters again (oh man…)
22578 omen cane, piss test lit in my olden days, no golden sway, cauldron flames
I’ll be killin’ ’til I’m old and gray like Golden State, brain projected real evil sh#t, blow my head on stage, blood projection, hit three rows in float like a moth sting like a needle brick
Sheets soakin’ (ahhh), ’til I see numbers flowin’ when they plug me all in
Hookers in coke, toppin’, I leave heads blown, grandma in the kitchen I’m deep fryin’ the apple freed off fresh grown (wow)
Full spectrum lookin’ like pesto, the cursed tripper, the legend Progresso, new cult lookin’ like Lil’ Esco (oh man…)
Rob you in a cave for your echo… (haha)
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