yo

pass the mic before i jacket like Goretex
bust like raw sex
rappers suck like vortex
the life of a don
we're living like kings and killing our pawns
boy, the second it's on
don't know where we going i'm flowing and killing this shit from dusk til dawn
just had sex with a middle eastern girl that pussy was bomb
that last line made no sense like these rappers' careers
but i make dollars
cuz i'm all about the fiscal year

 

watch out we have a rap god here

 

Infracted

 

I do shit that you dreamed of
I was born with a mean mug
I was born with some nappy hair
Drinkin' breast milk out a lean cup

 

yeah, you don't like me?
i'll conjure up and summon all your fears
you wanna fight me?
i'll whoop my own ass before you get here
you wanna write me?
and tell me that my rhymes suck?
bitch i don't give a fuck
stab you in the gut, call it a tummy tuck

 

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