Makaveli Tré
• Written by TylerHustle
[Verse 1]
Abstractness bleeds from pen, my mental dimension
I'm rapping: C N N numbs potential ascension
Stopped napping, seeing in on temple detention
I'm black and being friends with the devil's obsession
Coco Whitney, trappers be so crude
Stone cold Grizzly, not tryna end up chewed
Hobo city, I gotta get my food
Polo with me, needa be that dude
Y'all think this is bull, don't you sleep on me
Y'all be playing with me like I'm C O D
I just hold it down talking P O P
Y'all think I'm in clouds, this is deep, homie
Only Clouds I swim in is Apollo Brown's
I'm always just spitting, I don't swallow nouns
You be trendsetting, then you follow clowns
Y'all go hollow tip it? I got hollow sounds
[Verse 2]
Enter Kendrick, you forfeit seeing how he lives
Energetic and euphoric when I get the clips
Anorexic when you snorted ounces of the bricks
Anesthetic and you foreign like my brand new whip
Like my brand new whip? It lives in my mental
Life as a Crip, get Cripping for rentals
Bite a chicken strip, been tripping on Endo
Liked them girls so thick and stripping on pencils
I guess that I be a spiritual Pricasso
Confess that I be a lyrical Picasso
Unless Trizzy be a satirical apostle
I stress they can't be just fearing the colossal
I can't be great 'less I'm Makaveli's next
Destined for this since attacking smelly guests
The best even since it was back in Nelly's day
I'll arise soon for I'm Makaveli Tré
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TylerHustle
Member since October 17 2014