FLAMED
• Written by yngBlake
Kid it's the end for you, get ready to get sent to school,
you're a fucking lesson, I'm the teacher, grab a desk ya fool,
Make you an example, I'll trample you as you scramble to
your mama and your daddy, as the chete dismantles the two
I'm an animal, a cannibal vandal with sandal shoes,
With flammable spit as if I drank a few cans of fuel,
I command you to, withstand what I'm handing you,
You're already damned but hell, I got more grand slams for you,
Me and my crew, we not the nicest, colder than ice is (ISIS)
Odor thats skunk as black and white strips
Sober as drunks, hah, and we the wisest,
Trunks loaded with C-notes like we took Courtney, tried to hide him
Don't try to fight it, you're a mouse and I'm a giant,
writing jeremiads while you try to rhyme CAT with EYELIDS
just so you know, it can't be done, so recognize it,
realize you in denial if you think you won this fight, shit
I'm a titan, I riot when I write shit,
I specialize in these exercises, never trying,
When I speak my lyrics all the questioners get quiet,
The temperature gets higher, competitors start sighing,
Don't deny it, I'm a predator better hide bitch,
The berettas aimed dead at your head, between your eyelids
red leaking from the holes I left inside ya,
Get your sneakers and go homes, your fried bruh
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yngBlake
Member since June 10 2014