Project B
• Written by TheBeauGod
Scavenging through these thoughts like a safari
Pocket fulla icarly , not a fan of the bitch nigga named Safaree
Partly genius but the genetics say it is found sparsely
Harshly gnarly with these bars im still a padawan
But I swear to God I'm up to par with Obi-wan
Shipping birds in the air in trash bags , Blacc Swans
The bronze Con spawned a lick and now I'm headed to the Pawn
More brains and double brawn , flow smoother than Some Downey
She got a bounty from the county but built like Ronda Rousey
Be damned if she told me " come and stop me "
First time I'll ever flee , get ticked off then we'll see
The spliff come in threes blowing through these trees is a breeze
Whoa, who can stop the automaton shining like a photon
Mastodan megaladon with a knack for leaving pencil marks
Kill a narc , throw a dart , pop a tart then I max the credit card
Or it be my debit sparked , but it all has a part to play
So touché to the groupiés who blew my shit on Tuesday
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TheBeauGod
Member since April 15 2014