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Pull out the pistol, they flashing they faces,

Chilling outside, waiting for no traces,

If you want smoke, I’ll divide the heat,

I’m the lil' problem they don't wanna meet,

Homie said he leave em red for the statement,

But when he back, I’ll be locked in amazement,

Told em, “Go to Hell,” I’ll be fucking patient,

Sudden switch, slinging the sickest semantics,

Slashing the slander, it a savage mechanics

Circle your block like a buck in rotation,

Waiting for opps with no luck or location,

Sharp with the shivs, I shatter the shade quick,

Shifty as sharks, I’m a shot through the matrix

Pushing precision, I’m popping and preying

Packed with the power, I’m plotting and playing

I don’t play safe when it’s time to lash at faces,

I blast and laugh at the system, past its graces

Wicked with wisdom, I whip up the work,

Money’s the motive, but minding the murk,

Creeping with clout, I’m the one they’ll convert,

Knowledge is power, it’s all in the burst.

Cautious in a coma, my flow’s full of corpses,

Rapper who act like they trap, but they foreign

I’m warping the world like I’m caught in orbit,

You talking loud, better get that piped down,

I have you running scare, now you hype down,

Flipping the script, I'm holding it tight now,

Try to make a move, but you just drowned out,

I leave em shock, like they in a vape bomb,

Man, you should’ve motherfucking stayed calm,

You just a pipe down storm better fake calm.

Rappers try to stunt but they fronting that’s a butt fuck,

I ain’t one to run, step and catch a tough one,

im like a gun bust, you dont want the come up,

You ain't built for fucking war, better hush up,

I crush chump leave em leaking when I rush up.

blood guts Tough luck better not fuck up,

Stacking my pay stubs, rack ing the same dubs,

Slapping your fake love, back in the same club.

I’m hot with the wordplay, sipping on Bom bay,

Tripping on sun day, drifting the wrong way,

Running the one way, clicking with gun play,

Flipping the funds, hey, tricking the run, way.

The pastor baptized a bastard in blunt phases,

Stuck in life maze, surviving on chump changes.

I’m posed to shock when the flow don’t stop

The dose is lock, my quotes provoke the flock,

They pack guns, act tough, but they lack funds

Brilliantly ballistic, busting like bounty thieves

I damage emcees, brand em like old decrees

I’m a seed from the deep, I defeat weak tweets,

I craft clever concepts, collecting all my checks,

I’m quick to disperse, leave em all in the hearse,

Curse with the thirst to rehearse this universe.

My words are a curse, so they trap in my verse,

Lurk in the dark where the bad men immerse.

Lights out anytime I speak they get piped down Hype crowd got em jumping like a fight round,

Strike loud, I’m the storm that wipes towns,

I break skulls like a Kit Kat, dismantle your goal,

My rap flows crack domes, and rattle your soul,

so fuck it do some dumb shit I gotta go