Leave em shook

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Hand me the beat you know I'll kill a classic
Cleared all of my contacts but I ain't talking glasses
See I'm the greatest pupil these teachers are feudal
And to reach this to be truthful gon' take a lot of classes
I feel like I'm cleaning a church how I sweep the masses
Must be Wednesday y'all gon' get turned to ashes
I'm killing all the chances you do it for social status
Man I've had it I want my footprint planted on that atlas
You go to college for 2 years and feel like the master
But my bars will raise degrees man I fathered that master
You ain't my associate you're not appropriate
What comes out of my neck is crazy you'd think that my throat was slit
The ops were hittin my phone it's kinda gettin' old
I put that cat on hold like he held a clit
I feel like a barber I'll line 'em up with a clip
So when you read the magazine it says "Bodybag" zip
So don't slip or trip and you better leave a tip
I bought a whip and a heater I keep it close to my hip
I'll make you dance with this poll like I turned you to a stripper
I eat this beat alive you can call me jack the ripper
So my covid mask is something a little more sicker
I smiled at my mugshot and asked to keep the picture
The way that I deliver is like I de-liver a liver
I'm taking his kidneys, his lungs, and a finger
I feel like I'm adolf hitler it's all gas in this chamber
Hand you a light Sabor this is luke to darth vader
I'm the creator wanna get my level no elevator
Ain't talkin' school but this minor is becoming major
From the words that's on the paper I'm the worst and getting stranger
I spit a verse better say a prayer
'Cause man this (mantis) is off the head now that bar was major
You can't phase (FaZe) me, I'm not Fraiser
I'm a roof raiser a true razor the proofs paper I'll goof later
For now, I'ma poof later lit the fuse to this danger
But it's crazy how this fire work (firework)
Shoot for the sky and they lurk
4th of July I'm a jerk the D.O.I is this verse
Man I'm only sixteen you haven't even seen the worst
I don't curse but I swear this the universe
Cause this the one verse that could put you in a hearse
You don't know messy (Messi), the messiest thing you've got is your purse
So wanna kick? I'm like Soccer
All my goals I'm gonna conquer
Truth be told I'm a monster
I'm gon' sell out a concert
While she hittin' my line man I can't be bothered
I teeter totter between having honor or being a monster
My lifes Russian Roulet with a revolver
I read em like a book if I'm meta, you're facebook
And I'll leave a crook shook from the connection of my right hook
My right hand is similar to a clock if you tick me off it goes straight to the nine
And then my second hand is red from all the blood from your spine
But I take one crack at you, you gon' realign
So this chiro, practically and I'm doing it savagely
And it's so sad to see that you won't call me your majesty
Cause I ain't need drugs to get to your highness
Even off the brain I make you look mindless
So you can add up to me but you'll always be my minus
I touch a track it go gold man I feel like Midas
You're not on my level not even in the slightest
My word play is like her privates it's the tightest
But I'm the lieutenant I'll pop your colonel in a second
I'm so gifted in this present man I feel like a legend
But yeah you're just a peasant so pessimistic
Not pleasant but I'm in my adolescence
I'm young and I'm feeling reckless
So check this I'm so relentless
Thrust my hips like im Elvis then I hit you in your pelvis
I live backwards here let me help you spell it E-V-I-L
Thats an evil spell send you straight to hell

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Ursodiol
Member since July 26 2019

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