[Verse 1 Henry McCoy] I was built for this, like gats with hollow tips And extended clips, listen to this and take a hint Im the sickest man living, flipping visions till I spit up Persistence with decision, so I roll and make you get up This is my life, on a mission for respect Make connects, build a name, so these labels cut a check But Im living independent taking all responsibility You can do the same, take it in when you hearing me Its Leonardo and Da Vinci, Im from a city where theyre Living so gritty, but I make the picture pretty My mutants sticking with me in this hip hop renaissance Getting killed for kicks while my pikka help me get it off Getting so defensive but weve got to save our culture Imagine any place where its ate up by the vultures I welcome you to weapons world but keep it thorough Because its easy getting caught up, you cant even trust your girl [Hook 2x Great Scott!] My mouth is a gun, the trigger is the tongue Hammer in my cheek, reload ammo from my lungs Fully automatic cause my pad is like a drum Shooting like a savage cause my mouth is a gun [Verse 2 Henry McCoy] So when it hits the fan, we mean business Came in the game give fakes for pink tints Shots in the air for the death of no skills Looking at the game like these losers are our meals The thrill is gone, everybody tags along When the bandwagons hot, cause the feeders sitting on So I do my own thing, rap for dolo, go for broke Once the flows like torpedoes, and Im repping at a show Cause the music so prolific, its a must and a given That I give a vast percent when Im spitting all these writtens And Im only getting better, Langston told me keep living And it better be stupendous when you kicking over vintage Im the illest, yeah I said it, and I meant it I dont mean to look for trouble but cant help the way Im feeling Yeah Im about the life where you gotta take a stance Catch me if you can, Ima eat it like a man
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