Half Breed
Gifted Youngstaz and Chris Carroll
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Another half breed steamroll stampede Guaranteed to knock a few degrees up off your pedigree Ripping it skip the proofread, proceed to intercede My ten-speed force feed will make your fucking stomach bleed Tread closely I’m left read ghosting I didn’t mean to do it but I spit love potion I’m doing very little while you do the most son The only difference between the two of us? I’m the goat, uh Modest float on I tend to ride solo But if you got my back I’m the ghost of Sony Bono I’m hearing the beat in slow-mo, I’m snapping it like a photo But picturesque is perfect so go pass your boy the Roto Did I mention that I feel the tension in my chest Leaves me to believe that my ascension is coming next In my defense, I live my life just like a bomb did Short suspenseful moment’s contents leaving you all dead It was my destiny to spit with such intensity That I could change propensity of people through their sensory And evidently I didn’t do it gently That’s Mike Permanent, Miguel Permanente Always been condemning me the stellium in Gemini Is my dilemma the remedy is cleansing it chemically Talk shit if you wannna I ain’t rapping to be honored I’m mad particular with the liquor and marijuana Signify I’m sharper than samurai with katanas You acted like you want it now your crippled like your momma Conclusive evidence that I’m abusing sentences The slightest confusion causing dissolution of governments Keep pushing for the revolution Might die trying but I’m fucking repercussions Thinking I might abort ‘em decisions mission’s distorted The autumn implored ‘em to whip out their phones and record ‘em We could trade bars all day Saturday But this laboratory is predatory to slaughtering If you tried to change the story lose the will to respiratory I think the world is allegory truth is the auditory So what’s the pecking order cause the boy’s the star reporter Dropping bombs like quotas and wrecking Mexican borders Why I outta be on ‘em I ain’t just writing I’m designing The future is looking super I’m leaving my demon’s sutured I could leave ‘em loose for for Lucifer the goosebumps Messing around and fucking with my demons is too fun I’m picking your beats off cause I marked it with the Trufant Like Common Market I would rap for fans who didn’t move on Telling me I was too gone, they calling all of my moves wrong It wouldn’t be long before my songs would burn ‘em on like Tuscon I’m coming to someone to stun ‘em with hundreds of verbals To lead ‘em in circles and Steve ‘em like Erkles eclipsed Breaking ‘em down with my fist, call it whatever I call it a diss And Rodney King ain’t ever felt the beat like this
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