@WhiteMofoMonkysmugla,
Raw
It don't matter where you go you can find a crevasse in the street
no matter how strong you can crack from the pressure ya underneath
I'll just hit a hundred beats and hope to touch a seed comin from a money tree
I Just want the fans to hear it and feel it
Same time Tryna get them helium lyrics
The **** that makes me rise up Goin straight to the top
Cleaning up this rap game and taking ya spot
Think your great well ya not I'm comin raw with that microphone
And screaming at ya fuckin dawgs in that Michael tone
When I write a flow kill you dicks wit the **** rhymes
Imma finish it off dog Vicks ain't gone heal u this time
For the fuckin 6th time an emcee don't gotta click nines
A real emcee can prevail with mind power
I'm a spider on the mic devouring fly rappers
Other rappers can't even match up don't be a bic with me
My bad y'all joints ain't blowin up so I forgot the t- h ya c?
Yo son it's mic messiah dog the fuckin rappa killa
When I come raw on that mic its sick like salmonella
**** that primitive cadence walk up to ya crew and spit in ya face bitch
u just got the crown cuz I haven't come to dick kick ya and claim it
You get the wrong vocal tone I'll snap ya neck kid
My spot no heir to the throne I left ya breathless
Speechless teller I'm coming raw with the pen never met a man as large as me
This king stabs you in the head for saying you have as much heart as me
Maybe you missed it I'm crazy sadistic and greatest with writtens
Baby just kiss it just kidding I ain't happy with the game at all
You bump Asher Roth while I rip tracks that derail ya train of thought
Optical lenses, forensics, rippin partial edges
My minds an arsenal of weapons
Lyrics are bullets mag emptied in seconds
Funny how the higher power is stuck underground
I'll slap the **** out squares with my dick cuz I don't **** around
U Brag about girls your wack tracks are maps I put my world on that