Fromda Tomb$

[Verse 1]

I defeat beat swift off its feet

Body a verse and the leave the track deceased

Please excuse my figure of speech

Now who's neck is next up in these streets

Seek the best flow from a water creek

Leave a weak geek in the backseat

When I bust heat, at least 3 times a week

Blow like sheiks with B's that throw up C's

A Latin King serving Blood to a Crip

Shit I might get covered for this

I've always loved hip hop

From Big Pop, the Doc, Loc, 2Pac

Jay Rock, K Dot, sorry if you weren't name dropped

My epithet is heaven sent like the lines that I get

Doper than coke filled brokers

Snorting the blood of gophers, choker

 

[Hook]

It's the ill crook shook and took a cook book

More hooks than the Captain, what happen?

I though y'all rappin', I got the game held captive

 

[Verse 2]

This chick sucking with passion and more than an aphid

It was rapid, passive, she blew off my plastid

My wang became craggy and ragged

Drippin' molasses, bitch was an assassin

Now her man's buggin' like a capsid

Then she started blowing L's like glasses, gases

Smacked her rabid, got rid habit, tragic

It never lasted but she had nice assets, blast it

As Judge Mathis is laughing and tripping off acid

With a facet flaccid dick in his casket

My rhymes slice lines with brackets

Bog Saget is passes the ashes

As I stay packin' like picnic baskets and gaskets

Practice more than spastic facetious kids in straight jackets

Nasty savages ravage off my verbal havoc

I'm just a spic with his meat in aspic