Covered in words like the street be with graffiti
To compete with me your words need to be in 3D
I leave beastly CDs and each beat
Sees me from three feet to kingly
Take a look at the moving pictures that I serve for days
This is what I call the Cuban linkless purple tape
When they hit you I'm assuming lyrics will hurt your face
Concern your fate with words earned and learned from greats
This Bizzare Kid's alarming, I surpass shit with bar sticks
My laugh it's, a bit jarring but it's helpful for adlibs
I mean adlibs but this rap shit's a bit drastic
I been captured, I'm an addict to this acid
I'm a warmonger for this I was born hungered
The shit you're coming with's a bit poor must admit
How many times can I say about the weapons I have?
The pen and the pad
Anyone can get it, I'm a benevolent man
I'll keep coming back I'm the head of a scab
You make it dry, you're a desiccant sachet
I don't even think I can get better at rap
I'm second to the devil and I'll never get back
My head was on that level down in hell I hit back
Hit people with lines that have been equal
To times where a thin needle was nice
These rhymes fit keyholes in life
I had to grit teeth and decide
To get adequate I have to pen amateur
Now I'm the next challenger bound by blessed grammar words
Basic shit puts me to sleep like lavender incense
I'm basically committing a f*cking massacre with pens
I capture anything I want like a camera thick lens
Let's skip the filler and get straight to the hamburger quick then
I prefer the old shit, has beens are better
Prefer people who are strapped with the pens to strapped with the leather
Better to be attracting the cheddar or have things to be best at
Than to have your head capped in like Azpilicueta
I'm acting accordingly, this not an act this is normalcy
Belligerent tracks I'm splitting this wax metaphorically
Bringing it back to spitting the raps about war and peace
I'm filling up Macs, spilling on pads what was taught to Eve
The reign of terror on my notes page
Displayed blade Osage insane rage
Propane contains flames from goats brains
My name states I'm double you in ways made by rope chains
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Covered in words like the street be with graffiti
To compete with me your words need to be in 3D
I leave beastly CDs and each beat
Sees me from three feet to kingly
Take a look at the moving pictures that I serve for days
This is what I call the Cuban linkless purple tape
When they hit you I'm assuming lyrics will hurt your face
Concern your fate with words earned and learned from greats
This Bizzare Kid's alarming, I surpass shit with bar sticks
My laugh it's, a bit jarring but it's helpful for adlibs
I mean adlibs but this rap shit's a bit drastic
I been captured, I'm an addict to this acid
I'm a warmonger for this I was born hungered
The shit you're coming with's a bit poor must admit
How many times can I say about the weapons I have?
The pen and the pad
Anyone can get it, I'm a benevolent man
I'll keep coming back I'm the head of a scab
You make it dry, you're a desiccant sachet
I don't even think I can get better at rap
I'm second to the devil and I'll never get back
My head was on that level down in hell I hit back
Hit people with lines that have been equal
To times where a thin needle was nice
These rhymes fit keyholes in life
I had to grit teeth and decide
To get adequate I have to pen amateur
Now I'm the next challenger bound by blessed grammar words
Basic shit puts me to sleep like lavender incense
I'm basically committing a f*cking massacre with pens
I capture anything I want like a camera thick lens
Let's skip the filler and get straight to the hamburger quick then
I prefer the old shit, has beens are better
Prefer people who are strapped with the pens to strapped with the leather
Better to be attracting the cheddar or have things to be best at
Than to have your head capped in like Azpilicueta
I'm acting accordingly, this not an act this is normalcy
Belligerent tracks I'm splitting this wax metaphorically
Bringing it back to spitting the raps about war and peace
I'm filling up Macs, spilling on pads what was taught to Eve
The reign of terror on my notes page
Displayed blade Osage insane rage
Propane contains flames from goats brains
My name states I'm double you in ways made by rope chains
To compete with me your words need to be in 3D
I leave beastly CDs and each beat
Sees me from three feet to kingly
Take a look at the moving pictures that I serve for days
This is what I call the Cuban linkless purple tape
When they hit you I'm assuming lyrics will hurt your face
Concern your fate with words earned and learned from greats
This Bizzare Kid's alarming, I surpass shit with bar sticks
My laugh it's, a bit jarring but it's helpful for adlibs
I mean adlibs but this rap shit's a bit drastic
I been captured, I'm an addict to this acid
I'm a warmonger for this I was born hungered
The shit you're coming with's a bit poor must admit
How many times can I say about the weapons I have?
The pen and the pad
Anyone can get it, I'm a benevolent man
I'll keep coming back I'm the head of a scab
You make it dry, you're a desiccant sachet
I don't even think I can get better at rap
I'm second to the devil and I'll never get back
My head was on that level down in hell I hit back
Hit people with lines that have been equal
To times where a thin needle was nice
These rhymes fit keyholes in life
I had to grit teeth and decide
To get adequate I have to pen amateur
Now I'm the next challenger bound by blessed grammar words
Basic shit puts me to sleep like lavender incense
I'm basically committing a f*cking massacre with pens
I capture anything I want like a camera thick lens
Let's skip the filler and get straight to the hamburger quick then
I prefer the old shit, has beens are better
Prefer people who are strapped with the pens to strapped with the leather
Better to be attracting the cheddar or have things to be best at
Than to have your head capped in like Azpilicueta
I'm acting accordingly, this not an act this is normalcy
Belligerent tracks I'm splitting this wax metaphorically
Bringing it back to spitting the raps about war and peace
I'm filling up Macs, spilling on pads what was taught to Eve
The reign of terror on my notes page
Displayed blade Osage insane rage
Propane contains flames from goats brains
My name states I'm double you in ways made by rope chains
Writer: Awej, Awej Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid