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L-Asorbic Acid - The Crest
O J captains will locate the action
Shogun assassin of flows got 'em clappin'
Raps are lumpy big fat and chunky
Yes Jack is funky pass the brass monkey
Write till my wrist hurt throw mud kick dirt
Big hurt big breath exhale windsurf
My twist strip the screw
Scripts look for you
The kid rip your crew
This switch is true
Quick to grip mics kick this just right
I just might snap like noses in a fistfight
The older I get the colder I spit
Roll on these beats like a deodorant stick
Uh
Grease the gears in-between these ears
Listen here before this sh*t disappears
Got no standard rhymes use no camera lies
I like the street cred to have violence to glamorize
Hey you
You're losing you're losing you're losing you're losing your
"Hey you"
"Party people"
"Break it down like this"
"Hey you"
Back at it without black paddocks or rims
Or selling rocks to crack addicts
Again
But I still hustle
I'm slanging a disc and I stay in the crib till I'm making it hit
I am making a fist
And I'm waving that b**ch till I'm breaking my wrist
To my grave where I sit I'mma stay on my sh*t
Every stage every set every place that I rip
When I flood the spot monks love to rock
I pump up the spot to jump up a lot
Untuck your cock pull up your socks
We're gonna do this for the heads from up the block
To the heads that run the shops
To the heads that don't untuck the Glock
To the people boiling in this melting pot
We living through it even though it's sweltering hot
Hey you
You're losing you're losing you're losing you're losing your
"Hey you"
"Party people"
"Break it down like this"
"Hey you"
Hey you
You're losing you're losing you're losing you're losing your
"Hey you"
"Party people"
"Break it down like this"
"Hey you"
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
M M
C's C's
Or hollow store
Filler I'm the iller resort killer unadult-
-erated made a melody out of metal
For mangling mentally under developed partisans of my a**
Every time I could snap
Though don't even need a proper track to rock in fact
Just add a wattage amp
I'll knock the gnats off a black cool caucus cap with a
Spot the wack
Why is that
Blaacka blaacka clack
The walking Glock is back
Is that minister fine to
Time to rhyme into your mind and blind vision her
I'm the prime minister of combined sentences
Climb to my pinnacle find your rhyme miniature
Two badasses leave talentless challengers stricken with paralysis
And calluses on how I gotta live
Most think this rap sh*t's a joke
Fat ni**a though
After the show
Leave your heart take her back
Your rhyme passes revoked
Assess will quote
Maze pushing for the masses that wanna see you choke
The majority
No
Each and every rapper leashed
Nothing short of the fantasy of masterpeice
Kimora Lee
Handwoven catastrophe tapestry
Orally attach a beast