Asaad_king Ft. StormTheArsonist ...

Back at it like a post move, I did improve

I forgot to introduce myself, but no one cares, you all assume, I'm done with the accuse, and the abuse

The reason you claim you ain't eatin', is because you do too much talkin' in the lunchroom

I'm very gifted how Ironic I rap

I'm patriotic with the strap So iconic in the trap Turn that powder into crack

When I drop my attack, bitch what you doin' there ain't no comeback

These bullets will eat from your skull

You're mental, I'm lyrical, fuck a political, I drop a nigga physical

I'm a fuckin' fighter, Got storm on the roof, let's say he's the sniper

One bar he'll kill, nigga felt a drill

Fuck, y'all the pokemons, that's why y'all get captured

I'm hidin' good, can't snitch on me you bastard

When a bullet eat his skin, don't your heart shatter

You're the fake gangster, and I'm the master

I be with khaleesi, spittin' fire game of thrones

Remove his joints, smoke him through the glass, I ain't talkin' 'bout the bones

Sorry nigga we trippin', I don't tie my shoe lace

When I go to the scene, and leave, there ain't a trace

If i'm gon' rap, put me in my space

Don't give me a pen, just give me some weed in a tin

So deep, these bullets will eat of your skin

Whoever want beef, I turn vegan my friend

Bring you the beef, make you eat it again

If she's yours as you claim, don't fumble when I hitstick

You dropped her, must of not liked it, she come to my dick

Their respect on the floor, like a carpet, I like to start shit

If you spit fire, then that means I vomit

 

 

Storm's flow is genius, beyond any competitors reaches

i make em all pray to jesus, before i rip em into pieces

and as my name spreads like diseases, im dropping shit, feces after feces

with only 16 bars I plot my attack looking for the weakness

Im representing Brooklyn to Pittsburgh leaving these bitches speechless

looking like a trailer park redneck, leaving em toothless, teethless

their all beneath this, and cant handle the uniqueness, can't defeat this

quick to floor em, due to boredom snag the next and repeat this

snapping necks as defeat hits, getting my feet wet, cause i bleed this

lyrical anatomy, even the best struggle to handle me

no loss mentality, from The Infinity Pens family

now the insanity is having all these haters mad at me

while the semi auto lifts them off like they have no gravity

run back to your Dr Seuss Academy under your canopy

ya'll can't handle the capacity of the lyrical catastrophe

you coming at me with your best has failed to nail my strategy,

honestly i rather he, not even attempt to flatter me

to study some more then return just to relive the tragedy

my flow assaults and battery, like the nine on the vanity

bring your family, better your odds and maybe then you can handle me