Aleven Dat Alias
• Written by Denize
Intro;-
#Slick #lead is bein' pawned in veins of my #neural #tonic
As drops of #Vicodin #tone out ideas in the #plural #sonic
Now lets drop that...
Verse :
Tack #coke'n #caps in #sock #crates like I #slacked #Nikes
Axle #Tick'n #Tack #grease on the slot an' #jammed #Dyke
Tow Dyke,he my #negro,an' my #knee #grow lactic acid
Run'n and #you #say'n I #bolt,but I a #G' try'n to be placid
Herbs flip'n like I #dawn'n #on #'em like I #plan' 8 esc#apes
7 ace and #men #ace to aisles carry'n kids for' escapes
#Dew on the grass like #Mountain Lions flash'n the sonic
And I see #djinns #dock'n red #sauce #in #air as burnt toxic
Niggers run'n,women howl'n though me an' Dyke hide'n
In the #bush and our #twin's #toes #are freeze'n Carbonite'n
He pinch my neck,dumb ass say "What about ya wife?"
I say "Nigga,#fuck #my #wife,I'm here for my sweet'n life"
Then he deck'n under,just saw the #pop'n #eye #dialect
Dyke #hop'n #sins,his #XXX' cling'n,his fuck'n diaper wet
(Scene Setup:Sound Of The glock,door splits to pieces,
female martian enters)
Slack'n on the #WW,alien hoe be #E&#Z on the #aroma's #holy
I be pray'n on an aroma holy,pike'n the fluid's aroma holy
#Usher' the stat to my G',I try talk'n ganja be' a djinn' tonics
I dip pocks on my #jock'n #eye,spliff'n to read #Puffin #Classics
(#NIGGA! #STOP #TAKING #DRUGS!)
Ain't no #specs #tackle'n my #hear'n #rate,Dyke suffer' #T-#Pain
His #pen #is in his Tee,#I #risk'n #his #balls to be suffer'n T-Pain
Alien break' the 9 slot,we fast use clips for #Fab #Five #Hotels
Slit the bullet in the #mag,#zines like Dre read'n #Deed #Twelve
(#FUCK #HER!,#she #come'n #straight #for #our #ass)
I cock-aided in tension,glock-plated for the #One 2 #Shot slated'
Clips like #M&#M's rated O.G,I #Shatan'n wait'n for it' dock tilted'
She flash the 666,fear necrosis,I pray'n #spiritual #masturbation
Deck'n out my soul in #Jay's #Hova #Witness,#Z #kid' bliss aviation
#Motorola spark'n lace in my clacks like ticks of sonic #sea #men
Oh shit! Five Theorem hoe look'n back at #add'n #idea'n celebs
(#Hang #me #by #the #balls!It's #GingerSlim #text'n about his #FAKE
#ACCOUNTS!)
Lash'n a bullet flap,alien bitch turn her #Octo in phrenic'n reset
Slap'n my #three-#legs I slat up,she coot'n me in Iggy #Fe-#Check
I flick the hook of my metal,it spat #white #clips right in her #Jetta
#Zack'n #rides of her wax'n #wrap #is #taste like that rum in #Makkah
(#DAFUQ?#She #ain't #hurt,#Dyke #nigga #get #up,she come'n
for our #booty #clacks!)
Lop'n us to the floor,hold'n us jacked to the toking clock
Strip'n our #bleeds,#are we dyin'?Nah,you just'n goin' shot
#Just #in shot,I hear the size of #Arkansas break in a house
Throttle my #beaver up,put'n it like #seizure murder' blouse
Dyke'n me try to act #patient,pot'n up my wisdom pollution
Stack'n up us stacks like dollars in #western #united #nations
(Scene Setup:We hear gun shots and then Dyke and me
faint)
Iris twitch'n now,I see you,we and Amir on RapPad's fleet
They tell'n us we camaraderie niggas we take'n by sleets
Nobody cut'n me the #Mars,I need #red #latte to 5'5 the #neck
They say ain't leave'n 10 niggas dead,I slick to the pledge
I ask where Dyke be,they say'n he #eased from the #life-#E's
Ain't tell'n where he buried,fuck'n niggas who' don't worry
P.S.Nobody give'n my #Fan #Favorite #Genie.
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Denize
Member since November 1 2014