this just the start

most niggas too frantic they sound schitz

forget they lines when the second round hits

the sound shifts, im trying to be the newfound shit

please excuse me but im gassin niggas, auschwitz

as your crown splits, i dissect your cranium

droppin atom bombs on fake mc's like im uranium

the boy's like fire, recommend you don't play wid him

he hosts rapper's funerals, now let us pray, amen

this is my holy hymn, from my soul i sing

a song of disrespect to the deities you be worshippin

cause i'll be crowned king, as i reach nirvana

maybe a key factor was the pounds of marijuana

im stoned like arabia, i cut-throat teefs

and fake mc's watch me leave a gap between your teeth

the mic switch round to the left, like the dutchie

but you know you can't spit, you know my flow too dutty

too gritty, you can feel the energy from my flow

third eye chakra, eyes opening doe

inhaling pounds worth of dro, then after bounce to your hoe

this town aint big enough for 2 of us bro

 

my aching heart

this just the start

my aching heart, nigga

 

i'ma hit a next one, ya neck spun

i'm a secret agent like my name was jimmy sexton

your hoes i sex dem, no texting

take a sniff, take a whiff of the world's dankest piff

before i spark it up until the flame's extinguished

i'm certified, distinguished, complex linguist

i fling a couple bars at your bitch before i hit this

and if you talkin instrumentals then throw me a quasimoto

alter-ego madlib for all you niggas that don't know

swear fake mc's bang genesis on the low low

all these niggas lyrics be bout how they shift the coco

I swear I'm goin loco, heard enough about trappin

cos half these wack rappers ain't got no choppas clappin

these niggas straight actin, I'm straight laughin

these niggas needa quit rappin and stop slackin

 

my aching heart, nigga