If reality you specialty you obsolete
Im guessing Cuzzo is anomaly
My delivery has qualitative properties
Vivid the description when I'm tripping off the broccoli
I kick wizardry, got rivalry with Socrates
They call me CHB I rep my city properly
Me without success like bets against the lottery
Accounting my degree so the currency is destiny
They got this game a mess, I guess I'm doing chores
If you see me less, that mean I'm doing more
Should call me CVS, I got so much in store
Or call you PBS, y'all niggas got me bored
I'm 'bout to hit the shore, Cuzzo is the perfect storm
Hurricane made of flames when I hit you with these poems
Bitch be seated cause I'm heated like the month I'm born
Seeing me defeated is like Jesus on a Unicorn
Tired of these niggas trynna copy my identity
I'm a different entity my ego on infinity
Bars on penitentiary remember me for centuries
Stimulate you mentally could teach an elementary
School how to be cool, dapper than a bitch
Yes I'm cooler than your jewelry got Alaska on my wrist
Used to use the due from FASFA just to smoke a half of vic
Now that mastery of money make me Mansa Munsa rich
Maybe I'm conceded right?
Maybe I'm conceded right? (Right)
Nah, maybe I'm the shit!
Listen to the writers that I christen to be pivotal
Call up your physician my condition needs a physical
Sick like influenza in December with a member of the eskimo
So tell hoe she better bring some extra clothes
Bitch you bet I better blow like TNT or Nitro
Cuzzo not your typical or average individual
Coming residuals, a company to CEO or maybe some expensive clothes the evidence empirical that
I, am the dopest nigga
I, am the chosen nigga
I, get you higher than suppliers of that potent nigga
I, am the Rebel nigga
I, am the prophet nigga
Ain't no way to stop it cause I do not follow logic of this universe
You rehearse, how to be the f*cking worse
Niggas hurt, bitching 'bout they bread but putting pussy first
Put in work, 'fore they put me in a box and in the dirt
I bet I buy the f*cking Earth just to compliment my worth
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If reality you specialty you obsolete
Im guessing Cuzzo is anomaly
My delivery has qualitative properties
Vivid the description when I'm tripping off the broccoli
I kick wizardry, got rivalry with Socrates
They call me CHB I rep my city properly
Me without success like bets against the lottery
Accounting my degree so the currency is destiny
They got this game a mess, I guess I'm doing chores
If you see me less, that mean I'm doing more
Should call me CVS, I got so much in store
Or call you PBS, y'all niggas got me bored
I'm 'bout to hit the shore, Cuzzo is the perfect storm
Hurricane made of flames when I hit you with these poems
Bitch be seated cause I'm heated like the month I'm born
Seeing me defeated is like Jesus on a Unicorn
Tired of these niggas trynna copy my identity
I'm a different entity my ego on infinity
Bars on penitentiary remember me for centuries
Stimulate you mentally could teach an elementary
School how to be cool, dapper than a bitch
Yes I'm cooler than your jewelry got Alaska on my wrist
Used to use the due from FASFA just to smoke a half of vic
Now that mastery of money make me Mansa Munsa rich
Maybe I'm conceded right?
Maybe I'm conceded right? (Right)
Nah, maybe I'm the shit!
Listen to the writers that I christen to be pivotal
Call up your physician my condition needs a physical
Sick like influenza in December with a member of the eskimo
So tell hoe she better bring some extra clothes
Bitch you bet I better blow like TNT or Nitro
Cuzzo not your typical or average individual
Coming residuals, a company to CEO or maybe some expensive clothes the evidence empirical that
I, am the dopest nigga
I, am the chosen nigga
I, get you higher than suppliers of that potent nigga
I, am the Rebel nigga
I, am the prophet nigga
Ain't no way to stop it cause I do not follow logic of this universe
You rehearse, how to be the f*cking worse
Niggas hurt, bitching 'bout they bread but putting pussy first
Put in work, 'fore they put me in a box and in the dirt
I bet I buy the f*cking Earth just to compliment my worth
Im guessing Cuzzo is anomaly
My delivery has qualitative properties
Vivid the description when I'm tripping off the broccoli
I kick wizardry, got rivalry with Socrates
They call me CHB I rep my city properly
Me without success like bets against the lottery
Accounting my degree so the currency is destiny
They got this game a mess, I guess I'm doing chores
If you see me less, that mean I'm doing more
Should call me CVS, I got so much in store
Or call you PBS, y'all niggas got me bored
I'm 'bout to hit the shore, Cuzzo is the perfect storm
Hurricane made of flames when I hit you with these poems
Bitch be seated cause I'm heated like the month I'm born
Seeing me defeated is like Jesus on a Unicorn
Tired of these niggas trynna copy my identity
I'm a different entity my ego on infinity
Bars on penitentiary remember me for centuries
Stimulate you mentally could teach an elementary
School how to be cool, dapper than a bitch
Yes I'm cooler than your jewelry got Alaska on my wrist
Used to use the due from FASFA just to smoke a half of vic
Now that mastery of money make me Mansa Munsa rich
Maybe I'm conceded right?
Maybe I'm conceded right? (Right)
Nah, maybe I'm the shit!
Listen to the writers that I christen to be pivotal
Call up your physician my condition needs a physical
Sick like influenza in December with a member of the eskimo
So tell hoe she better bring some extra clothes
Bitch you bet I better blow like TNT or Nitro
Cuzzo not your typical or average individual
Coming residuals, a company to CEO or maybe some expensive clothes the evidence empirical that
I, am the dopest nigga
I, am the chosen nigga
I, get you higher than suppliers of that potent nigga
I, am the Rebel nigga
I, am the prophet nigga
Ain't no way to stop it cause I do not follow logic of this universe
You rehearse, how to be the f*cking worse
Niggas hurt, bitching 'bout they bread but putting pussy first
Put in work, 'fore they put me in a box and in the dirt
I bet I buy the f*cking Earth just to compliment my worth
Writer: Joshua Haden
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