Untitled Song
• Written by PrototypeXL
I defy all odds
spit the rhyme like a god
then watch, your head nod
rollin up with the squad
inhale the trees as they burn
puff puff pass then its your turn
you smoke bunk, now youll learn
every time we buy, our shit comes purple hair infested
sure glad that my crew glad we invested
shit weighed out
high came stout
hit three routes
watched the mma bouts
that came from outer space
cant wait to the meet
this generations alien race
robo cop takin our place
got an electric arm, fuck the mace
hes sprayin all over the place
our blunts stay codiene laced
figured Id throw one up for the book
always just spit verses, with no hook
cause lyrics are what get you shook
follow me, all around the planet
hes white and he raps, god damn it
call off his album, re program it
damn right I know how to spit a bit quick
me and dylan whip at the spot and steal your bitch
then we squeel them tires when you arrive with the click
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PrototypeXL
Member since April 11 2015