iconic

I may be a day late, but never ever a dollar short

Playing the long game

Hogging my own lane

Acting like im wealthy with 5 bucks at a dollar store

Im like a strong train, aww mayne…. “ALL ABOARD!”

Destination heaven

Situation’s Seven

Blood guts and gore it’s…sinister to a point

Shit’s looking out of place like a minister in the joint

Now im feeling anointed

It’s time now to hurt you and administer pain

The crowds eyes widen when the Dillinger bangs

I’m talking to a dude says he seeks soda, needs quarters

You’re out here helping Jake

Probably got him bout to meet quotas

When you’re in the lead everybody on the team notice

Believe to succeed if you want all your dreams… focus

Pimp with pure intentions you schemers are queens

Bogus

Atrocious

And call yourself a man I got a plan to reign supreme

The king with an iron fist, I rule an insane regime

You boys are fucking rotten cause the gang was green

Bunch of fly ass’s heading for the dirt and it’s plain to see

Archangel to a wannabe demon

They must wanna see beamin

Smiling, cheesing while I got the laser on you

I am not police I do NOT use a taser on you

Used to call em dick beaters well you’re looking like a prick

Flash iron I sling lead….hospital bed got you looking sick

Ha

Laugh…. cause sometimes life is a cruel joke

Most definitely a money pit

Like a bummy bitch getting bejeweled on a new boat

Ironic

One of those can sink your ship while the other floats

Iconic

Shit is funnier than Dave Chapelle on the toilet

If I was a rattlesnake rght now id shake my tail, coil it

On hydroponic I take your blood boil it faster than Sonic

Now your health is on Deathrow

Me?

I’m on that Gin, that Juice, and that tonic

“What about The Chronic?”

 

Well I don’t know Doc

Are both of my eyes redder than stove tops?

Y’all should all take notes when I fuck with the pencil

Complex mind, complex lines…good luck to the simple

Get buck imma hit you with missiles and bombs I call paragraphs

If you were standing in front of me dying? I would stare and laugh

This is marketing to the masses

Visions of pretty women, oil sparkling on their asses

Past it…tick tick dog time is only getting faster

And I desire to spend every minute dissing rappers

Had about enough of that jibber jabber

This ain’t a tit for tit or,

Lil laughing matter it’s a fucking horrific accident

When I snap and split you in half with an Olympic javelin

Come back when your family and friends are gathering

And do some shit to get awarded first place in prolific savagery

Shhh shh you’re blabbering and blathering

Save your breath baby grab a lawn chair

Before I fuck around and kill ya on accident like ConAir

Funny how the hardest bitches always seem the softest

Long overdue for a meeting shawty step up in my office

I’ll keep the story short a long time ago I lost it

Gimme the chalk…. toss it

I feel like LeBron leaping up to yam that shit down on your whole roster