The Virgo ft. Mission

Here, let me tell you a little something about me

I'll belittle you because im one of the greatest emcees

Ima virgo, no no not the virgin, you know the zodiac sign

No, not the zodiac killer, but another maniac in the front line

Like him my rhymes are like a cipher one will never decipher

A no lifer with crazy lines like a crack addict paying the piper

Time to meet your maker, a rapper who ain't give no shit

Tight lyrics, tighter than your bitches cherry before ya popped it

The same kick you get when you chop them lines up your nostrils

A different kind of click, with each drop I become more hostile

With every doubter I become more volatile and more inspired

Downers are just diabolical molecules the planets acquired

Obstacles that are solvable and most certainly disposable

Nothings impossible these faggots are comical, im unstoppable

I was born to say what ever the fuck I like

I'll leave kids torn like they just watched magic mike

This is what happens when I get on the mic, a chip

Off the old shady's block, so crazy ain't got no grip

Pistol whipping dicks, womens clits leaving families shook

Cause there ain't no such thing as half way crooks

I ain't scared to look with every book comes new chapters

These other cats unprepared, these other rappers just actors

They pretending to be hard, lyrically they just disasters

Catch these faggots off guard bending words like pastors

These zealots ain't even practice what they preaching

These maggots need new tactics before they start teaching

My metaphors is what separates me from them and a goat

emcee choosin' kids fates and I got 'em by the throats

These kids is riding along on my ride on mower

Get on the blower hide from me or get your lawyer

You'll be next for me to run over so just play dead

You'll never be ahead nor do you want this bull to see red

I'll then break all your mom's fucking china

Take my snake n drop a bomb in her fucking vagina

You see I don't know the difference between right and wrong

I'd choke a slut with a thong just to write a song

 

Mission

 

This a real sick song for a virgo

Barry killed this beat it was murder

Im a person that you prolly never heard of

But you're still gonna get my song and turn up

Ok, I'm here to make a statement

State of mind as big as texas waco to the pavement

Always keep it on a low like I live in the basement

Eating Asian but the pussies from UK and I ain't

Here going insane Im going hard, on a drive

Straight to success boulevard, I don't even

See a reason not to slow it down, chop and screw

Hittas with their screws loose till their minds are broken down

Calling me a G but with that devilsh grin, time to

Find your latest need and kick you right in the shin

Time to break off the engagment hit you right in the chin

Time to lose all of the groupies so my teammates can win

Uh, I feel like I'm just underrated, berated

For being saved and preaching grace to all these haters

He saying I otta quit, Im awful at how I spit

But the boy is doubleminded so his head is getting split

I can't hang with you lames, innocent as the priest

Yelling out Father forgive me as I beat up this beat

Out of reach, these, days Im unstoppable

All week, sleek, copping follows like a constable

They be catching feelings, just like an tight end

My music needs a healing with the illness that I'm writing

ya'll hate Baz to be honest since he's my friend

That means that you hate me too I'm bout to cock an 82

And I don't mean that I'm banging your grandmother

Understand that you are not a man I stand under

Sheets of pure crack that a local bando can't cover

Falling for the trap that I'm about to spring and summer

So fresh altoids wanna be me

Blind dates can't even wait till they see me

Fame is sinking in move the battleship to D3

Virgo born in February, how cold can a G be?

Trucking on the mic like a CB

Thats something that I learned while I was riding on the semi

With my Father every evening, it made me rethink

What is being on a drive if you ain't leaving

Layover in calexico

Made a pickup right on the border of mexico

I ain't talking bout the drugs I'm talking trailers

See Im just a normal kid but you all thinking I'm a gangster

Trust me, I'll bust, if I need to I'll hustle

The truth hard to swallow but need be I'll guzzle

I'll ride for my homeboys, my old San Ramon boys

My Oakland well known boys who all own a rolls royce

Friends with a hall of famer oakland raider john vella

Hanging with him in the building pretty awesome I'll tell ya

Lyrical mastermind, past my time still caught on the past

Im just hoping it all lasts and I don't come in last

Real talk on emotions,

Love is a drug so I'm mixing all these potions

See what I do I get waves like the oceans

Can't get a break as of late my heart is broken

Better know there ain't no way I'm letting her go

Jarod said he'd help me get her I was just like word bro

I been balling so hard on the feets I got turf toe

So now you know what happens when you messing with a virgo