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Proceed With Caution
- Hook~
- I know they want me back, (who doesn’t?)
- They know I can like rap, (but you can’t)
- I can take a trip just like Ted Cruz
- I’ll take a sip of that jet booze
- But just don’t get your head loose
- You better proceed with caution
- Even if you think your pen’s juiced.
- Red smoke from my lungs, dead folks on the lawn, I have YALL heads soaked from my thoughts as I spit dope songs on dock
- Chest strokes far beyond Central Park’s front yard, I’m wearing wet coats with some bombs &I’m sick of yall dumb drops
- With a lot bunch of stuff that has a title that doesn’t even go with the lyrics
- Dips on the Glock to stunt your asses, my left side cerebral hemispheres
- In used to invoke a dose of pain from my mouth while I use the first amendment
- Out here making arrangements of your funeral just to freaking hurt a racist
- Bastard of hiphop that only invite their guests, I’m way faster than click clocks
- I double time the flow override the tone as your mouth is fasten like ziplocks
- Two fingers pressing against each other to zip your Goddamn big lips up
- Awww, I’ve been gone for three months without a single rap wrote
- Y’all attack is a grenade thats 900 ft away and each shrapnel
- Missed it’s target by a long range, I guess your testing is scrap tho
- Been a while since I dropped, yeah I had my head in spiraled since my thoughts
- Attended to a friend or two album debuts..
- Big parties, shots of Bacardi that had all of me left denial since the clock
- Kept tickin’ as my pen’s clickin’ when my thumb pressed it down and up
- Moving with motion just as my head’s rolling emotions around the top
- Developed the build up of writer’s blocks, so heavily I needed tire chalks
- Hold it from rolling more, the fire’s gone and cowards sung wild songs
- Mentioning my name, questioning my place to see I’m br breathing okay
- If you’re gonna be addressing by name to go on and start messing with a page
- Of your best performance, I’ll set my less perk for when you decided it’s time to get raped like Jennifer Lawrence....
- All tied up in the bed as I’m lining up my dick and keep pressing till I’m dead
- She’s the red sparrow, so all this is kept under the table’s legging I had bent
- Just wait the next drop of style is going back to the times of Kris Kross
- All I have to do is zip it down from the back and bam my dick struck
- Y’all act like it’s a sitcom with thick thots from TikTok, I’m sick of....
- Damn, I think of about how long I’ve been on this rappad shit
- I remembering when I had that shift when I tried to pat backs then
- Making helpful songs for ya, then y’all hated me back back when
- I was trying to find my identity
- I kept writing my rhymes to infinity
- Hook~
- I know they want me back, (who doesn’t?)
- They know I can like rap, (but you can’t)
- I can take a trip just like Ted Cruz
- I’ll take a sip of that jet booze
- But just don’t get your head loose
- You better proceed with caution
- Even if you think your pen’s juiced.
- I’m on a different mode, I’m having a hard time to let it go as I let this fold
- I’m about to spit a whole verse about me finally out here breaking toes
- On my feet while walking on eggshells, feet ankled like I’m pigeon toed
- Have this uncertain minded bitch to start peeling your uncircumcised limpdick
- Like a banana with the tip of nails go dip in there and used a butter knife, strip it
- You got protection under your condom already so why even use one
- Set the fuse on, left a few boxes empty in the corner, I also let out fumes
- While having my car on in your garage after crashing through it
- Yes this track is music and I am just a damn rapping nuisance
- I know y’all expected me to shine, but my ejector seat’s designed to send me off
- I got no one to piss me off, no one to diss me cause I’m literally sick of y’all
- I already given you L, I make you a living of hell, I’ve done flick’ em all
- Yeah, yeah,
- These dumb asses tryin pump action, I’m obnoxious and nasty with da flows
- Someone pass me all that coke to absorb with a snort, I’m trapping all you hoes
- Inside this dog house with a peephole big enough for you to suck my dick
- Ignite my blunt out near the people who had thought they’ll be popping lead
- At me but sadly I’m already too high and relax to react to these coming threats
- It should be common sense that if I respond, it’ll be beyond your level
- I get mix feelings like when baking soda meets vinegar, I become your devil
- As I erupt a little I disarmed the several rebels barrels, haters belong to dreadful
- Living conditions like the Sierra desert, and I’m taking like a handful of mentos
- Add some Diet Coke and that’s why my whole damn mind explodes
- Damn, that shit is sugar free, with a bit caffeine that lights a hole
- For me to be opened minded I guess, but this rap is for fight for goat
- Man rappers really think they’re the shit
- But y’all can barely spit their own shit
- Regardless I’m taking the stairs of lift
- Because I’m gonna reach the heights either by flight or a press of a button
- My mind is suppressed by a rotten spark of rhymes that express like an thousand
- Wild thoughts that’ll kick your ass in any cypher or actual rap beefs
- Fuck my rap sheets crashing passing all these dumbass peeps
- For what you did recently, and for you that was (outstanding) from a peephole view
- Just take a few steps back and enjoy the rain of your downfall and steep holes, you
- How I had to peek on you is nowhere as near as far I have peaked
- You’re far outta league, you ain’t ready any those scars to go bleed
- Ain’t no one got the mark of the beast but a monster can but understand that underhand is bars that’ll defeat~ all of ya.
- Hook~
- I know they want me back, (who doesn’t?)
- They know I can like rap, (but you can’t)
- I can take a trip just like Ted Cruz
- I’ll take a sip of that jet booze
- But just don’t get your head loose
- You better proceed with caution
- Even if you think your pen’s juiced.
- So I don’t wanna hear it anymore about me taking breaks~ fuck you~ let me see you write some shit like Rap Savior, bitch!
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