Sinatra III remix (Banger)

Lyrics hits u like bricks to tha brain

Nosey niggas stretch their necks fuckin cranes

I'm master splinter so u must train

Under me to learn how the competion is slain

or how to spit banger lyrics that hit like a train

A king I am over u I fuckin reign

Still Charles Manson tho insane but the girls love me

Curiosity has controlled my well being

Trusting I am one of my faults I must admit

I spit magma u spit turds yeah u talk shit

Me versus ya crew is like 1 to 6

I'm latter of it

That means your lycisism cannot compete

When I rhyme I'm so cold precipitation on the mic

I'm talkin sleet easily the best mc in the Midwest

Killin any rapper with a writtten is not test

But against me it's like the SATs and you stuck in first grade

you cannot compute so u just stand there mute

And watch the classic being born

Like Scarlett letter and Hawthorne

Frightenedw rappers belly the color corn

Hid ya children he's coming back more

 

Dropping bombs on u like Hiroshima

Martin Luther I am dreamer

Maybe one day I'll become a rapper make millions

But right now I'm rhyming to u children

Not about bling bang or the glock banging

But about how I'm gonna cahng rap terrain

And a lot people doubted my skills

Saying I don't spit fire more chill

I had to tell them the truth it was hard for them to swallow like pill

That I'm the best mc they've ever heard and ever will

Because I'm the only one that can force the lyrics in your bones with a drill

But still keep it subtle and smooth

You chickens just jerk

Yea Jamaican man I'm rude

Drinking apple juice out the bottle as I call ya moms a dude

While ya sister feeding me baby food out of an iv tube

That's king shit

Slit the main artery in wrist

So I bleed out on the track

And show you I'm doing my best

I was born in the rap game like a nest

But now I'm emerging to go and test the other waters

And maybe cut off al the heads of the rappers I've demolited

Make into a collage and put it were my wall is

Me and ya girl buggin out

Creepy crawlers

I never lose sight of the bigger picture

Keep my eyes on the dollars