It's real out here.
It's too real.
Let your adrenaline rush to
On this road to riches, gotta dump these shysty bitches.
And Flint ain't shit to give a dog, we gotta fight.
to get it look at the life we live and risk it all to feed the children making plays and faking buildings
What I would do to feed my daughter's chilling.
I have four long as the Lord willing, one foot in the.
grave other one in damn prison New York I see my true colors like I'm a damn prison man I get you
deep in these verses I need a damn swisher these silly niggas I see is what I'm really
sicker don't get it twisted a b ain't about that bullshit bro smell like a chopper will drop it before your pistol tip up i smell pussy in the
game get the mr whiskers flash yo for the dough niggas get the liquor we keep a cow in the
Bye.
Bye.
Bye.
Well, niggas, it's getting hateful.
I embrace the love, so I thank you.
Welcome that, but I'm grateful I ain't you.
Eatin' niggas up and it's scary cause I ain't full They say the truth hurts so whatever I spit is gon' be painful
Put on an injured reservist.
These niggas is worthless.
Practice makes perfect.
Well, obviously, y'all ain't
It was worth it.
Play the game smart.
Who said it ain't off?
How could you not know?
I'm like Picasso.
Do I draw attention?
I thought so.
I'm so motherfucking thoughtful.
Reminding them that they're awful.
Man, my drive is packed with ambition.
Looks like I got a car full Buckle up as I ride They say the road it get bumpy Ayo we bound to collide
Better not get too comfy.
Don't you get in that one seat in the front seat next to the passenger.
Because I'm crashing shit and it ain't gonna be no accident.
We got fire in them.
It's like he got hell in him.
They say the devil's getting
and jealous, man.
Tell him to hell with him.
I'm gifted.
It's scripted.
You fiction.
This is crucifixion.
wrongs like a rifle don't be judas loyal to the truest lewis to the camp but the wettest to the damp appetite scared he takes
The fear you ask back was just like a queer, never been a dear.
You just stuck up in the headlight, brightest of forest fire.
lighter, which one transpire, I require, all the finance, you ovulate like Madonna's, sharp as a barbed wire, I'm a dog.
Get your bite of my butt.
No nuts.
Tutus.
When you run like a tutu.
Ballerina.
I'm genius.
Republic, pair me with Caesar.
Niggas, it's sauce salad.
Fighters, we're after Caesar.
Get off the meter.
Shake them up like a seizure.
I'm eager, panting like Peter.
More doomed than a legion.
We on the battlefield they had to feel that you niggas ain't half as ill walk out the war zone missing half a grill
casket field.
Killing these kids like the morning after pill.
I massacre these rappers and they manage if I ask
asking me to get on the track with him.
And who gonna stop him when his words sharp as katanas like fighting in a combination of Raiden, Scorpion, and Baraka.
Personas, I don't buy them.
I light them on fucking fire.
Whoever's standing beside them will get it.
too just for trying.
Now picture us colliding.
It ain't like Clash of the Titans.
The shit is really like Webster.
to colliding with a fucking giant.
Rappers got a death sentence and I'm the nigga to sign it.
I'm the illest, I'm biased, don't stand by us.
Or try us Who the flyest I'm like Bobby Brown When he was at his highest Rewind it a couple times Realize how fire that line is
and they don't got a clue really blue city club is the future unless you know voodoo
Keep it neutral.
Yeah, nigga.
Put pressure.
Oh, y'all know the name.
Blue City Club.
You know.
And we're
Well, you all go ahead.
Squawk!
