BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- They don’t know this killer,
- cuz real ones keep it on the low./
- Reaping all these souls
- behind the scenes, it’s bound to show./
- I got scoundrel flow
- and a thousand quotes
- cut with Widow Blancos coke./
- Your product blows, cut with chalk and only blocks the nose.
- (They don’t smell dat!)
- You frogs will choke!/
- This leaves responses caught in throats./
- They try to stop the goat.
- Only providing me chances to stop and gloat./
- You jock my glow? Impossible./
- You get chomped to bones,
- my rhymes like piranha droves./
- Surk is beyond the talk of dope./
- Discussing me?
- That’s discussing gods and ghosts,
- Ahyuasca trips beyond the body’s hold./
- I’m deep space thought,
- your screams fade off,
- I reply with cosmic groans./
- Fuck whoever tries to throw their hate./
- They write their first bar in response,
- I’ve already wrote a page./
- I could slow the pace,
- I’d still be lapping them repeatedly,
- Daytona race./
- This is only a call out.
- We should set to do three and promote the date./
- I’m game to get down and dirty and unbolt your frame./
- Nothing to hold you up, watch you fold in place./
- Ain’t nothing sweet. Im sending you straight shots without the cola chase./
- Know your place./
- You try approach this flame./
- I roast your face./
- Flesh scorched with pain.
- Have you begging for deaths cold embrace./
- You can flow with rage, go and probe my name,
- maybe my profile can promote your aims./
- Go insane.
- I hope you find a personal angle that could hold some weight./
- If you can find some dirt, I’ll have no complaints./
- But if you get smoked, you’re trash,
- cuz I just killed you with my throwaways./
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