[Verse 1] Step the fuck BACK! or get hit wit this fire I make it hard to be driven like whips with slit tires Inside of my dome, got visions of an empire Got imposters, fallin off like a cliff diver My sets liver than you bench riders Lines I wrote, got em slippin Might explode like a trip wire Give a clear difference from a bitch liar The illest writer wit a swisher and a Bic lighter I stay posted in camouflage Cannonball off a cliff, talking shit sayin this aint the anthem God Singlehandedly dismantle squads, too advanced for yall You couldnt even get a bitch to take her sandals off For my homies movin product bagged in plastic Who do the knowledge, use logic and mathematics Boost the profit, trap Ps like an acrobatic Ask jeeves where we at G, exactly where this cash be [Hook] Its the professional, smoke hella loud Never drop dough on any ho, thats been around Bout to detonate so I meditate with medical You a featherweight on records I demonstrate, check it out.. X2 [Verse 2] Cuban Link chain hangin, gold jewlry drippin Buddah be twisted, usually in the mood to be lifted Movie visions of jacuzzi sittin wit a couple groupie bitches Who be slurpin something wit no smoothie in it Truly driven in a hooptie missin tail lights With the windows tinted, seems like we hiding an Uzi in it Continue to give you the shit to break your neck to Rip through any bitch crew if they spit too disrespectful Authentic, open my mind with split cigar sessions Smoke around more than broken down car engines Yall generic rappers is not legends Probably why your bitch was on the pipe like bong resin She resembled a dog fetchin a bone But thats just as likely as pawns getting the throne Next to explode like bomb threats with evidence shown Yall better hope that the Gods presence is known [Hook x2] Burn this medication, murder premeditated Divine wisdom learned through perfected patience So I aint concerned, with bread Im making Just a verse, put a suckas head to the pavement If I touch the lead, another dead Verbally demonstrated Perform third degree burns with words to these herbs of my generation Imma catapult careers into black holes Fade ya til my cash flow major In a battle, its far from a hassle to decapitate ya Straight fire, like lemon haze wrapped up in tabacco papers Every line that I write, is a teeth breaker Wit ease 16s decease cliques, cremators Leave your self esteem thinner than weed vapors Pennin heat wit a killers instinct, opposite of peace makers... motherfucker!!
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