 | The self enrolled witness protection is brutal, we know you - the snitch misdirection is futile - hidin losses - from ya mindless youtube zombie herd, would’ve worked - if you switched ya name before you got referred, you fuckin karate nerd - you’re only skull here - and stickin wit it is pointless as a dull spear, the tailor made alias suits you bone head, the Tribe watching me peel layers to skin Tone red - soon as your shin bone bled you got muay/ muy soft, stopped kickin trees to go turn that damn/damme movie off, had yourself bamboo-zled - for a hot sixty - had to stop swiftly - when it got risky, gave ya leg the treatment I give the scotch whisky - iced it like these heavy gold chains I rock briskly- g g gee you gettin dusted - mock fifty, wit the slow flow - and it’ll get real ‘trippy’ in ya dojo - the street ‘sweeper’ catch wreck when i step in drippy wit the mojo, square footage litty on the go pro - ill watch it later like diddy though the slow mo - and throw a lasso loop on that oooooh noooo when i put the blicky to ya bolo - you point fingers lookin picky wit the popo - ya bitch hit me for a quicky on the low low - I came through and put the stiffy in her no no -- [ ] I’m tricky wit the yo yo - this a dog walk, no bite - first time long time you’re all talk - you lookin shitty from that no show you brought true, started firin shots at one ghost ‘n caught two - I’ll explain im very thorough wit the walkthrough - defendin my target do more than getchu grazed, jumpin in the line of fire like you tryna rescue strays, but I never miss - I knew you’d hop up in my shootin view, fired twice, his domes the first a bullet flew into - right now the second blast gettin yours ruined too, let’s put together two and two - twin entry - and exit wounds is 4 holes plus yall both completely finished - that equation equals a double through and through - realness in question - hang you from the rafters, and let you ‘sway back n forth’ til you ‘got the answers’, i predict a great day for the boss pocket, get rid of Cap - less overhead is more profit, and ‘the truth’ be - you’re not an ‘average cat beanie’, you’re in group b - less room to wave the ‘mac’ freely, and I’m 2-3 - first class rhymes far from pre k you’ll ‘feel it in the air’ I’m a hurricane you’re a loose tree - thinkin you Bruce Lee - cause you got a pig boss, in business class - gettin this work takin a big loss - drag em back to coach lookin like a foldin bed - dejavu when Cap gettin stuffed in the overhead - for rock it’s one capsize fits all - ya hair craft carrier gettin baptized ya ships small - roger - it ain’t jolly - hittin a brick wall, and landin on ya back like a swing n miss in kickball - been had the belt - these punches are buckle prone, yo his punches a joke and couldn’t rattle a chuckle bone, im a gun show - his only burners a hustle phone, so for me it’s no flex - to outmuscle Tone - much better rappers haven’t survived the knuckle zone - a ‘couple throne’ - they be like yo you ‘royal fam’ and all that Tone brought to this battle was an ‘oil can’ - you caught em ‘slipping this round’ livin it down ain’t an option cuz he’s buried and layin stiff in the ground
Posted By: M-Rock - 2025-03-17 |
