JiGzTHeFLYeR - Rap Genius Freestyle lyrics

I said… n***as is fake f**s and b**hes wear makeup An eighth of weed, an eighth of hash, I think my brain's f**ed Now praise us, the flow's worth about a trilly cash I'm really brash, I drop gems on your silly a** I take a trip that makes some sense out of my f**ing life ‘Cuz I been drinking, smoking, and f**ing every night She told me get a life as if I was some loser n***a I had to lose her plus my cooler b**h is too official My eyes low, but I'm sharply on point plotting I'm f**ed up like Kim Jong Il and Dennis Rodman Hotter than Janis Joplin, you about as fly as Ostriches I'm the biz, i wrote proper product, you spitting nonsense Got it? Kids should stop it I be on this next generation, I'm ahead of the curve Building my spaceship, rolling to greatness Ali is in my Dutchmaster, I read some books I know my knowledge, I don't trust Pastors Blasphemous just a little, you rapping for sh**s and giggle I'm rapping this sh** ‘cuz I'm meant to, I spit this sh** official Lost tribes of Shabazz, peep how I spazz I'm freebasing off the floor with the gla** Now here's the Clash of the Titans I smoke on dope so I'm enlightened This is lightning bolts, and thousands of volts, now who's the nicest? Young Jiggy witty, sharp as buck fittys You can catch me in your city with dime pieces and gritty Young boys on the come up, they heard we on the come up Be careful how you approach ‘em, my homies ready to turn up Look, I got the knowledge from the living the life OGs from where I'm from tell me I'm giving ‘em life On a flight leaving the country, I'm nice Evil and ugly with the flows, I be out on the go Chasing the money, with a chick who from the PJs She don't speak no Ingle, I met her in Montreal With the Haitians eating some Pikliz , flow hotter than Pique Oh Ave Maria we the Tribe, and we come from the sky, I know you see us Worst come to worst, my people come first Dilated Pupils, rolling a blunt, with no shirt Tattoos on my facial, and gold in my mouth When I was 16, I got kicked out of the house I grew accustomed to the winning, survival of the fittest The ladies, love the women so we handling the business Jigz the Flyer, higher than you ever could reach Word to God, the flow is hard on every beat (x2) Check it, everything still bubbling on the low Like fire under the spoon n***a, I'm dope And everything still regular, this is me I'm still sharp as a blade, dressed to the T I'm the One