Classic

Check

All rise

This man is headed straight to the top Accused of

Sniffing cocaine and drinking propane while he jots Like curt

Cobain or president bush on that rock

His flow too illicit the boy's pushing his luck

Bitch please this shit's more natural than water

if he don't flow right it don't matter I still slaughter

half of your favorites

drop an a bomb then get the hate on

cause i favor blitz

get your cape on cause we about to take off like

Adolf did

except we're not satanists

rep preps and prep my meal s while I reminisces

pop 5 cause there's propane in this

no refrain no bliss

no frames

yes you was made a bitch

See momma had been working past nine

So i found myself a way to pass time

and impress my friends but

i guess didn't see the last sign

then ask me If I'm Depressed

man chill I'm just fine only a bit stressed

nevertheless I'm still at it

blessed, adolescent but i ain't taking shit for granted

till i got a yacht a crib and 99 grand then

maybe perhaps ill be a bit satisfied

till then im still stranded in the land of

the land of the lost the lost

the lost

some words from your your bo$$

 

And this is a message

for the kings the the shahs's

the lords the fat cats

the fiends the lost

the thugs the lab rats

I'm coming for you

I'm coming for you

I said I'm coming for you

I'm coming for you

 

And this is the part where my shit gets a bit technical

like trying to explain why the pentagon's a pentacle and

like how I'm penning the cons

or how I'm spitting fire off the top of my head

like its Pentecost

That's right I even got jesus ne in it

but its an evil sinister wolrd

you can catch the demons winnin

with homerun innins

got my head spinning so im pennin

the noise but this shit got me so paranoid

now i wanna get my windows tinted

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the sorcerer's back with a dash of magic

of course there's not acts in so it gonna end tragic

but don't panic ill clean up the corpses

and all the proportions

like i told you I'm the most important import

 

we underground like the earth's inner core

but we going around like your girl's intercourse

 

you ain't the kool aid man

 

 

 

you check the mic after i do

i promise you wont find one hacked circuit

get back to the circus

i only keep real ass MC's in my circles