spitbar 3 (ft. Infinity888, Harr...

Picture me stepping in entertainment,

Same homie went places, this homeostasis,

Stack man on man and that's homostasis

Chapter 7 these rappers I done wrote the pages,

Count bank like i'm knowing Chase, bank what I go to chase,

Want gold in chase like I play for the golden state

I'm a westside kid with a strap on slanging,

Money ain't linear cause we are not adjacent,

We was hunting for Good Will like Matt Damon,

Killing every beat with the angel v devil like Freddy v Jason

Saying I can't succeed is a stupid statement, that statement too low,

Who'd stoop to say it, must be off Snoop's stash if you would say it,

'Finity snooped around inside the music making now he doing greatness

 

i'm moving through places, face it, this ain't basic

pacing my steps, face in my breath, you know that i laced it

though bruno's pruno ain't bad, better know it ain't amazing

unfazed as by saving grace, i graze through the barrier of hell

hey, never been happier, dap me up, not like gargamel

no one else pelts words and melts birds like K-Q-T do

stun twelve purks, hell hurts, drakes in a trance, fool

makin' the bands, cool, now i'm breaking their hands (who?)

you, dude, don't lament, repent with pens and common sense

pay up, brute, i ain't 舒服 with yall, boo-hoo, tear raman's fence

and then he commences immense defence, regrets his dense friends, breath temps

high in the sky like weed and my mind, heeding advice

feeding feeble people with lies, daredevil like evel knievel

if this was a feature, it's evil like a greedy regal beetle

wait, the white words like light burns showin' that i'm lacking

ain't packing the stands, no mastering dance like pastor exams

paint lacquer on stands, don't throw in the towel, flowing through bowels

someone gotta take the mike from me cause i just murdered this track

from one's hotter takes on dykes, likely burdened the next rapper flat

(haha)

 

Rap till you can't fathom, back to replace Adam, still feel distaste at 'em

The guilt they plant relent to land, every plan mistakes real sand

Envy takes the filthy man, to repent for sins against the angels

Wins 'n wings 'n halos fabled, anything you say is labeled

Gravestones may relate to death's toll, biblically nine sixteen

Lyrically so esteemed, divine connect to the steam, I create some classics deemed

Habits visibly obscene, recollect divide on heavens era

Questions build connections treasure, history retell the errors

Mysteries unsolved 'n better, selling my soul for the answers, dissolve right before the matter

Open up this novel a module for awful 'n harmful, grovel

Notions I ain't bottled, spoken what had startled, scars 'n stars still marvel

Elaborate on what to say, recalibrate but weight not billed, hate instilled

Adequate wit' wills 'n clarity, obviously need guarantees, wit 'n lyrics guarantee

All the gimmicks all the glee, all I mentioned I would see, seen at sea 'n questioned me

 

Ask a nigga if who's side he on, Nas or Jay

African estate grass and grapes

Masculine the slave, master the hate

Exactly as they emaculate

congratulate the gays* , then spread mass hate against middle east states

As the black lady, ass will shake

they fascinated, they masturbate

the black parade straight exacerbates

the actual hate they imaginate

that's when they fascist asses with their racist mind,

damn they aint that great

harasses us as they evacuate

Imagine wearing they mask somewhere

cant imagine making it past the day

Hell is hated, heaven is an elevated melanated masquerade

We celebrate, they will vaccinate

You separate, they assassinate

Weaponize as weapon masters, yes, they active, yes they matter, Maj Touré

Rep they blackness, leather jackets black beret

Pass the mace to Ice Cube and Jam master jay

Trunks of jewelry, come through and truly

trump security, Grandmaster James

Gucci coned me out of Luciano

to Armani I am a Magliano

Drove her out to hit the Neiman's in Cabo

Scoped her out the model,

definitely brought her to see the Venus de milo

Sent you some semi autos

Powder blue diablo

let's see the look at Akademiks

Probably pop a cop or two to honor Breonna and Amadou Diallo

They trafficking the weed, African breed, to patent the seeds

They snatch the apple from Adam and Eve, to patent them seeds

forget about mozzarella try gouda or edam once before you leave

They attack chemically, then patent the disease

Repped murder violence, methane bars and Jetstream

you represent Turtle island, that ain't even yours, it's Epstein's book

And that king talk, my queen be shopping in Los Angeles

See me out in that green drop, rode of in dodge, that thing compliments your chevy

Beam me on top of the slingshot, Glock still sings soft as Dwele

Gimme M nine instead, it ain't as heavy

And Dainine and his Canines back again to make things fall apart like Chinua Achebe

Sought to fight like a sentry

This is my spitbar entry

 

A golden gospel carved into stone with a solar flare forged chisel

Exploding forth and rolling forward, a force so vicious

That it’s probably the reason the ozone folded in submission

So monumental, I make the globe groan and the poles quiver

Carving this shit into the fabric of the universe

With a diamond-studded jackhammer that can be used to hurt

Seismologists sweaty and panicked, screaming

We haven’t seen an earthquake this large in eons

Go to the store and the cashier doesn’t even need to scan my items

Because my presence alone rings up as priceless

Even my enemies envious cause I make tons of green

Turn Monopoly money into a Fortune 500 company

And generate so much wealth until I know

That banks are gonna line up just to sponsor my REM cycles

Like I’m responsible for every single element of existence

Rewriting reality in deference to my eminence

Legends envy me since their epics end where I begin

Because when it comes to epicness I have no end

You can’t copy my aesthetic, getting jealous

Saying I can’t keep living in your presence, it’s pathetic

I must be a jewelry store cause they say diamonds made from pressure

But I ain’t stressin, though my energy levels lookin like baguettes do

My work ethic told me that it needs a little more respectin’

Proud to see perfection, you know I deserve this profession

 

there ain't no question to this, a freshman couldn't make these cool hits

while still getting slapped by school whips, matter of mind and brule wits

but chers' much worse at horwitz, stab you into hearse before it's

your time to die by four hits, mess up then pay the forfeit quick

the hoes will pay with more dicks, one, two, three, four, five or six

piggyback four chicks like oryx, billy jack shoot wife for his oris

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