?henom - Verbal Combat lyrics

At the den with the skrilla and the millimeter lead in the pencil k**in' other men with the mental Chillin' with the best elemental Gettin' off on another bomb instrumental And I'm feelin' gone off the endo F Central I am spittin' diet coke to the mentos Bout to explode, with a cold Semi-automatic flow, know the code So I'm goin' god with the vet smoke I am ryan sheck when i flex tech decks at my desk I confess writer's block is a mess Yellin' west west till my d**hbed Let a young cracka get a fresh breath of a scent to the chest Put a vent to my head, got a pen that is bent to be best Got a sound that'll bump from ma mouth Whose next to get wrecked As I pound on my chest like Tarzan I'm the czar of the bars man Young white spitter of a c**aine flow Given no name 'cause they know bro's unknown Rhythm domain, codename: cold flame flow Goal is to change up the ways of the old With a fat wrap, like the weed inside Better pa** that tree 'til you see I'm high With the tropical sweet And the bop in the seat I stay gettin' buck with my group of guys Green crack boy, from the Minnesota Scene With a cannabu*ter slickness Spittin' like I had another dip in Grizzly Twin Cities splittin' at the Mississippi River but the split isn't seen Got a pack full of blacks Sack full of Buddha and the hash Gotta love puffin' on the gra** On the bank With the drank and dank I think about Piggies turn cities to a friggin' shark tank Art geek Walkin' down the street with his smart phone To his favorite park in the dark he sparks weed Lookin' like a mix of a Fratty hipster Where he sips natty light and his favorite liquor Got a little bit of ox, and a bag of dro And the bros, rolls blunts or we smokin' bowls When the cops try to pop us off, we just walk Then we go and hotbox at the rocks we gone