He ain't even respect the name, he said whale
Perceptions without defects can be further off the trail
With a trail of dead mic's cause these wack cats get stopped like red lights.
Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines
Turn into bitch ass niggasi'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail
Gears begin to clash, engine starts to fail, black smoke trail- i'v gone off trail!
With synthetics and leaving behind a trail of prosthetics and medics
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Trail of blood splatter, brain matter leading to the scene of the crime,
Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine
I just embrace it and take it in within my essence
Dragging heat on our trail we just bail from cops with black whips
Pink toenails tail like a beached whale
Ill kill you with no trail, no jail,
Don't follow the trail of gold or you will be controlled
She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed
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