I ain't never make mistake
From which that I ain't recover
I stumble or stutter
It's only for phonetic inflection
I'm knucking and buckin
I puff my chest like puffing on dutches
They know how I'm comin
These nutless little castrated F*ckers
The rag with the bucket full of gasoline
I said f*ck it, the bottle I stuffed it
Lit the tip then glass in yo stomach
It blast and combust when I realize
They masking up running
From every corner
This the storm but
I'm the planet in function
It's famine and hunger
Straight disaster natural destruction
I'm shaking the plumbing out the walls
And cracking construction
I'm laughing and humming
They gasping and running
They sadly becoming
Steak upon my plate
And this a massive consumption
Rip flows many doors open when my mic is on
Mookie on the microphone
Might as well just bike it home
Tried to warn em bout power
Harnessed in my tiny soul
Free em from the system whole
But they just don't get it no
They be tryna wipe me out
They just want to f*ck me up
Weapon is my dialect
Try digress from violent thoughts
Tap in from a higher source
Ancient method dinosaur
Fly like pterodactyl
But supply the green like herbivore
Many more people
Try to come and knock my steeple
But the point is f*ckin lethal
Try to touch and it will bleed you
I could breathe through poison
Pulling back my mask
Like tug of war and
I could stand in fire straight endure the heat
Like Micheal Meyers
I breathe under oceans
Giving the marine life my devotion
In wind storms I'm floating
Till gently landing on cooperate
Then stompin the roof down
I tear the booth down
Like draws off two gyals
In the back of the stage while fans await
The show for two hours
I throw in the towel
I go in the shower
Then come and f*ck the stage up
Collect my money and power
My rival is coward
But I'm a real competitor drowning
In lyrical prowess
That's why your girl wan come and devour
Now every hour that pass imma fill my glass
With a sweet elixir and glimpse my cash
Like what a pretty sight
Not big ole ass in the world
That compare to these big fat racks
Fill my glass with a sweet elixir and
Glimpse my cash
What a pretty sight
Not big ole ass in the world
That compare to these big fat racks
Pussy
You can't out rap me
You can't out rap me
You cannot out
You can't out rap me
Out spit me
They don't get me
I freestyle
I kick the mic and I keep spitting
I'm so pretty
I'm off a blunt I'm so litty
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