More powerful than Maximilian the First, of Mexico
Y’all boutta feel what it’s like to get ratioed
Better ready yourself because you know I got that flow
Call me a loser?
I hardly know her
Boutta mow all y’all down with a flamethrower
Talk about idiots, ain’t nobody slower
Than people who think poss does loss
They crack smokers. They crackers
My boy John Locke got me harder than lacquer
Biohacker
Natural born attacker
I got bars that’ll stab you like I’m spittin’ out daggers
I got bars that’ll hit you harder than a linebacker
I got bars that’ll prove to you that I ain’t no slacker
I hunt you down so quickly, it’s likе you wearing a tracker
You know I’m up in your face
Hatеrs try to erase
But that’s cause I only make music for
Those with good taste
I walk into school and it’s
‘Good morning Mr. President’
They all respect me because I set the precedent
Between what’s wrong, what’s right
What’s dark, what’s light
I rule the day, control the night
Ain’t back away, we born to fight
Hit so hard they lose they sight
I ain’t a drug dealer. But I’m dealin’ cards
And your hand ain’t good, you better discard
And I got a whole team of strong bodyguards
I’ll shatter you, like you is glass. Then take the shards
I’ll cut you up. Me and my homies. Me and Bard
And all my other Poss Doesn’t Loss die-hards
So this is us sending our kindest regards
To shut up before you end up in a graveyard
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