DENZEL NUTTY

an abundance, rhyming scheme redundant

i aim twin cannons and its fire at your cousin

the dominance i assert will be polished if i ain't bluffing

and my favorite color is blue like Nipsey hussle

you don't wanna move a muscle, get in trouble,

let you cuddle with rubble, and burst like bubbles

pull out the piece like we doing puzzles,

either that or hit you in the stomach with Tyson's knuckles,

i'm striking rubble, i'm a lycan with heightened senses to stun them,

i run them. please don't get to running,

or i'm busting from a range bullets give more than concussions

or have yourself put in chains for nothing,

'cause if you got away, i got like 40 men hunting

better get to rushing because i punish,

the bullet is quick to make you quit the shit like its made for plumbing,

leave your family crying like they cut up an onion,

no bluffing, you fucking muffin, the last thing you'll be touching is the floor

i'm touching the floor, my balls touching the horse

i stall until i'm hoarse, i ball when i'm in 'court',

my hallway is my course, like Broadway, singing sorts,

cargo on my shorts, lebron dunked on my toe.