Yeah
Uh
Salazar...
[Verse 1]
She give me mad brain thats a thoughful thot
Can't be stopped
Out this world like astronauts
Grabbed the mic' and I am shootin' shots
Leave y'all n***as with holes like muf**in' polka dots
Uh
f** your mind up, misconception
I use a microphone as my murder weapon, uh
Ain't no time for stressin'
Cut y'all wack rappers in half
They f**in' call that a bi-section
I don't throw shade, I throw shadows
Y'all n***as beat around the bush
I'm to the point like a f**in' arrow
I am the new school Pharoh
Blastin' your eardrums all the way down to your bone marrow
Juiced up like we on that OJ-k**in'
The glove don't fit so it's ok
I'm in the studio, I'm 'bout to have a field day
Y'all n***as think you super
But I'm muhf**in' doomsday....
[Interlude]
Uh, hello?
*Laugh*
He's out like, having his bu*t cleaned
This is bu*t head, who the hell is this?
[Verse 2]
Pardon the transmission
Coming straight from the brain
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Forever stating my views, call me a politician
Politikin' while I'm watching the system turn my n***as to victims
Yo
The monkey's rising, but that's a racist perspective
Kids on the block
We ain't a gang, we a collective
Connected
By this one message:
We better be respected, or somebody dead in a second
*TV Static*