God's None

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They call Nas
God's Son
but Nas is God's none
he is more like a nun
he sudden one
the one whos rotten
he drives the bootleg martin
he raises a jelly bean garden
he raises places with his faces
he races to Kroger
MaGog gave him the cold shoulder
im a general
my soldiers ready
to put black gold on em
they don't ever listen to em
they never even knew em
you stay away from
some nuns
cause they all got buns
sons bums and nothin but nuns
you said ya girl was good
but she ugly like a bad witch
she catches balls fly through the air
like a bat mitt
eaten PB'N'J they call it a sandwhich
her forehead remind me of PennyWise
you really aint wise
you like time
you thought she was cute
ya nevermind
she aint even got a dime
im in my prime
dont waste my time
ima sceme
like im making a meme
it might seem
that you like to deem
worthy of that hammer
you cant even do the jammer
lifting weights you cant even do that
but you try like back to back
like im back in black
you learned your
AC DC's
and your STD's
and your HIV'S
before you learned your ABCD's
cant you see how bad you be
maybe you can be wit me
clean up your act
the exact fact of this impact beat
makes the beat go yeet yeet
the car go beep beep
the cargo falls out and breaks
like glass on the grass made out of brass
it perpetrates and separates like the
Grand Canyon it exasperates
Can't you see
let me and my crew be
buzz off like bee
we make the real money
we steal the real honey
Lookin like wini pooh
don't make me steal your honey
getting booed off the stage but
im still gettin money
King Elijah keep it 100
whats in my wallet
so legit
i give you face knew like a facelift
ya twisted wishes should get switched
your the next generation
of man kinds extinction
the Grin on ya skin its a sin
be a good boy before little
girls kicks you in ya shin
ya pistol grip chin
you've been given attention
change your conviction
and the connection
for your information
is the admiration
also the abomination
of the nation
will conclude
that my music will sooth
the pain in your tooth
somebody call the paramedic
im energetic
you filled w/ anesthetics
like rocket raccoon
you dont care bout anybody
ery body care bout somebody
so you cant pull that card
this isnt pokemon
you cant pick and choose
who you want to use or lose
or dispose of because
its not nice
put you in a nice knot
they got you tied up
you caught
you not done yet
you got another trick
up your sleeve
boy please
get us out of this mess
you started
you just farted
to keep ya mind off the pain
you retain and regain the
upper advantage

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DoooMtheMenace
Member since January 29 2018

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