Untitled Song
• Written by concept
im the rap piccasso like a lyrical genious
best believe that i mean it said ill leave you defeated\
im the king, and they bow, on they knees, pray to jesus
spittin blasphamy the rapture bringin actually a deamond
stackin casualties the bodies of those who oppose
stare at the dow wait for an opening when so many close
doper than most, schoke on the smoke
they tell me im on homie i allready know
comin up showt shoot for the stars but u aint even close
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