SENILE

 

 

 

Im the king now, hand me the crown, with thorns on that bitch

im sittin on my throne, with my feet up, ya dig?

whippin them pigs, nae nae, silento, im whippin at gigs

im the main event, if you didnt notice, im not a novice

i gotta rap till i get notice, but lyricist arent mainstream

and the fact that everyone bumps sremlife, it makes me scream

like iman, know what i mean? gettin pissed off at draymon green

in the finals, for setting fucked up screens

im wildin out like the sucka emcees, karlos and chico bean

My mission, is to set a grease fire in the hip hop kitchen

to shit on everybody, like a pidegon, bitch my nut sack is itching

and these fuckin stones are fuckin drippin

cause my nuts are in your mouth,

yes i said that, my nuts are in your mouth

my flow, you say its something i stole without

the artist concern? but as im informed

i believe i was born, to do the rap chores,

so i dont believe that nas, jay, or eminem wouldnt afford

for only two who hiphop adores, to hold down the fort

thats where this nigga comes in, wait shit, i think im drowning

in the hate, but i can no longer embrace

the foolish mistakes, made by my fuckin race

come on my cousin was shot in a drive by

my auntie she was terrified

thats why i walk into a gunfight

with no fuckin gun in sight,

my words are fuckin swords to your life support cords

so if a fagget wanna hop out the muthafuckin Porsche

his body will flop like lebron, except his reason will be hes a corpse.