Scriptures, patterns and innuendos
My seven and a half brought the wrath of my slaughtered kinfolks
Fully decorated, I made it
Through technical difficulties trying to master pockets of crescendos
Every time I drop it’s cleansing, we at the end zone
Under the scope my whole life was documented
I’m blessed in the flesh everything else is complimentary
Peep the new release
f#ck around might drop two a piece
You could put your money on me like a chosen fee
A deadly dose of this vocalist
The black messiah on the cross, crown of thorns
Stripped from his wisdom with broken ribs
Every intent is pure
I’m cleaning house till you can kiss the floor
I got you dirtbags insecure
Side of war sparked from pillow talk
Suckers dial for sl#ts
Cause they ain’t keep their pie holes shut
I’m cross country macking
Putting in my hours in it’s a cut throat business
All for the money and the power…
Look, talk to me nice, I’m doubling the price
I’m at a close location with fam building, eating expensive rice
Take it how you wanna take it, we the best
Me and Ev make independent records
Like scores for major label placements
To the naked eye I’m a certified spaceship
Wanna counter, we’ll have you in a padded room eating paint chips
Now calm all that rapper down
Before you graduate to your dome, without a cap and gown
Tell whoever that Medallions is back in town
Think it’s a game I’ll have the {?} come pat you down
Now…
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