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Yo listen
I'm spittin undisputed truth for ya
My pen spit like a hot .22 through ya
Only tellin you one time nicely so tread lightly
Lyrically blowin your face off like Walter White G
And I can't be stopped
Flow so lethal like I'm rippin through the vest of a cop
You get dropped
Victor Crowley Hatchet like a blast from the ratchet you get chopped
And tossed til you six feet deep
Sinkin screamin when I throw cement blocks on your feet you get beat
Like a runner up you can't compete
You not as nice on the beat though, you know my steelo
Stay collectin rings like a Lakers three peat yo
Y'all mothafuckas sicken me addicted to sippin on lean habitually
Them opiates be fuckin with you subliminally like Suicidal Tendencies
On my Swave shit, six million ways to die you chose me
I'm undisputed in the booth like execution with truth
Mothafuckas is playin like I ain't down to shoot
Violence for a reason, artificial breathin
Leavin suckas with holes in they heads when the trigger squeezin
Flood the block with bloated bodies like a tsunami
With the Metal Gear I'm solid killin snakes like Konami
We could set it off I suggest you enlist an army
You could never harm me check your chest if you runnin up on me
Forced overdose cut up your coke with fentanyl
'83 Metallica Hit the Lights and I Kill Em All
Rhymin rougher than knuckles to abdominal walls
With the sedative flow, like poppin Methocarbamol
I'm like a
Venomous strike when I bounce on a track
Destroyin cells in your body paralytic way that I rap
I ain't takin it back
Anything that ever was said
Callin your favorite rapper wack and then I smack em in the back of his head
I said what I said, you better believe that I mean it
Launder cash faster than runnin illegal cleaners ain't shit to me
Felonious activities homie scumbag epitome
Runnin your city streets nothin restrictin me
I'm undisputed in the booth like execution with truth
Mothafuckas is playin like I ain't down to shoot
Violence for a reason, artificial breathin
Leavin suckas with holes in they heads when the trigger squeezin
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Ayo I pull off reckless
Minimal stress in a stolen Lexus
Leave you breathless like takin punches to your solar plexus
Call my shooters, they eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast
Camo’d out leavin you guessin where we got the Smith n Wesson
Look, cause I ain’t talkin no more
Suited up guns and ammo and I’m ready for war
Down in the bottom of the ninth so ima even the score
Teachin lessons with weapons fuck I need humanity for
When it rains and it pours, mothafuckas head for the door
Livin life by the gun so I can’t die by the sword
Keep talkin wild fam and ima flatten you and your mans
Bound and gagged tossed into the back of unmarked vans ruined your plans
Cause I’m the mothafuckin antihero
Smashin your fingers cheaters justice call me Dinero
Comparin you to me is like converting Dollars to Euros
The brand be stronger than brandishing handguns Desus and Mero
Bow down fuckas it's the untouchable
Never sellin out our blood's incorruptible
Underground hustlas rhyme driven smugglers
If I could travel back in time you'd been smothered
Could get you robbed stabbed or shot whether or not the tone changed
20k for the hit I said let’s get it that’s chump change
Hollows got your dome smokin ripped open at close range
Yellin pull off, dumpin the burner before it cool off
I’m similar to ammunition for a couple reasons
I’m either leavin you dead or just fatally bleeding
Courage is subjective til they see me it’s fleeting
Diaz vs Daley homie now you taking this beating
Gotchu facing the ceiling if you at my table you eating
Yo I keep my circle small so it’s limited seatin
Ain’t no room for snakes in the grass it’s harvesting season
And I’m cuttin out your tongue if you speakin the treason
Execution through retribution now you under the mud
Your family left homeless yo that’s corruption of blood
One in the belly Brandon Lee none of these bullets is duds
Whole click fulla bitches you a lame and a dub pussy
Bow down fuckas it's the untouchable
Never sellin out our blood's incorruptible
Underground hustlas rhyme driven smugglers
If I could travel back in time you'd been smothered
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