Untitled Freestyle
• Written by XCess
Finding two rappers smarter than us
Is like naming worse enemies than Walter and Gus
Brothers be asking, like what's the fuss
Oh nothing, Illest fuckers that wasn't
I'm a walking paradox, no i'm not
You can call us cold products but we're Icy Hot.
Suddenly, we're worthy
God given flow is certainly unearthly
Parting the Red Seas, easiest part of the journey
Pardon the controversy, heart full of mercy when they telling me they thirsty
Like, get the fuck up off me.
Bitches want me to break them like a levy
This burden's starting to get heavy
Starting to think, maybe I wasn't ready.
That last line's a bitch, cause it killed my vibe
It's a motherfucking funeral
Some come inside
Reach for the door, get your access denied.
Told me you wanted more, now we've both lied.
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XCess
Member since November 22 2013