Alright
Yuh yuh
Uh
Lego
Lemme talk my sh#t
Walk my sh#t to the coffin
Sick
Button up shirt in the all black fit
All the funeral home ’bout to call me prince
Call me dense
Call it quits
Disregard every time I called that b#tch
Said the past is the past now I’m passed it
Started with a pound then an ounce then a half little
Young pacifist went insane turned masochist
Analyst with the sounds
When a b#tch gettin’ loud
Shut the f#ck up smack her #ss out the fabric
Back on my bat sh#t
f#ck all the captions
Chain of reactions
Put the game in the past tense
You poke the bear f#ck you expected to happen
I’m the captain of my own wave
Y’all is just a showcase
Flowin’ off the dome
Just to throw y’all an old taste
Pardon I’m arrogant cause I wouldn’t spare my pair of nuts
If Mary offered me all the top that I wanted
I don’t get women I flaunt it
Think I’m better off
sh#t I’m tryna get her off
Call that sh#t a monolog
Nobody seen this coming from the fat kid
Get back kid
This one ain’t for the masses
I matter past the average
The pack is in my bag b#tch
Quit asking for a pass I
Smack a f#cker hard enough I just might get my soul back
Coldest rapper not even in the industry
f#ck a simile
Put imagery within every enemy
Endless soliloquies pick apart your particles vividly
Business of misery
Mister never miss on a killin’ spree
Yuh
The kid is so stone cold
Broken mold hold it over coals
Always cookin’ off his dome
Always booked so I’m never going home
All my homies think I’m ’bout to hit the gold
Kind of scared of goin broke
Think that’s an understatement
Cause the kid from Cohoes tryna be the greatest
Preach sedated
Speak to the weak for papers
Weeks to ages
Rapper on a scheme to reap
Pipe dreams seem off
Cause I’m off my feet
You bought the lease
Meanwhile I bought my weed
I caught some peace
Threw that sh#t off the balcony
Call the sheep
The wolf is gettin’ ready to eat
Dead in the street
Ego lookin like roadkill
I feel like every sediment in my mind never hold still
So I pen a bullet to blow up all my boldest opponents
Trophies over my mantle
Dismantle my motives
I chose the plan cause I’m chosen
Won’t give a chance to ask after the fact
Dick is getting bigger
Every time that they ask if I rap
Think I’m smash-able after the fact
m#th*rf#ck*r relax
I think I’m special
But I’m just a local rapper
In my bag
Like woah
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