BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Call 'em By its name
- vonntays a leaky faucet drippin' rust in a drought
- a participation ribbon sewn on a bulletproof mouth
- your discographys a food stamp no value after sundown
- lyrics expired like a coupon crumbled when the punchlines drown
- you rhyme? bitch, alphabet soup spillin' out a colostomy bag
- a wish.com rapper, faux chrome with a hubcap swag
- call this a yard sale your careers curbside with "FREE" signs
- im the garbage truck compactor trash gets homogenized
- you the stale vape hit in a cipher, hack coughs, zero cloud
- a cracked sidewalk rapper weeds sprout where your flow allowed
- claim bars while you spit bubbles, soap opera plot twists
- while my pens a switchblade, flick, rib cages full of disc hits
- one foot in the grave, the other stuck in quicksand boasts
- your legacys a dry erase board wipe with one ghost
- im the rat poison in your cheerios, sweet 'til the jaw locks
- your shiz a sunscreen army, SPF zero when the raw talks
- snakes in the grass get their spines rearranged
- fangs clipped, jaws wired, click, games deranged
- you thought you lurked in shadows? bitch, night vision framed
- every step you fumble, track marks stain your name
- casket fresh, but your flows rigor mortis
- lyrics decompose stench cloggin' the forbes list
- "vonntays next up!" nah, the curb kissed
- baptized in Ls, still thirstin' for the surface
- you a leaky faucet drip platinum rust
- niggas tossed you back, said you missed the artists touch
- im the butcher with the cleaver, veins flush
- your innercircle a buffet bones chewed, no plates left to crush
- bitch made vows in a blood oath
- choke on your crown, now its a noose note
- scavengers circle when the kings remote
- but you aint carcass yet just roadkill folklore
- you claim crowns but your domes asbestos
- fake flex melt under truths arson
- careers a house of mirrors shattered person
- last reflection? my smirk as your coffins curtain
- they said, "feed em to the wolves" I brought lions
- your legacys a chalk outline, silence implied
- you begged for smoke, now your lungs crisp inside
- aint a phoenix, bitch, ashes dont rise
- the autopsys live, tune in, prime dissection
- every bars a scalpel peelin' your fabricated direction
- yall yell "rest in peace" I yell "resurrect him!"
- cant kill whats already embalmed in rejection
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