Guillotine

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Drop the guillotine, ima leave em weak
Hopping on the beat like its Easter eve
I sit all the time in disbelief
Like shit can't believe this is really me
(Thats why I)
Drop the guillotine, just to leave em weak
Mopping up the scene, you don't need to sweep
No surprise, we ain't saying it's a mystery
On the rise, all you find is a winning spree

Drop the guillotine, ima leave em weak
Had to get "a head", you know what I mean?
After this here bread, don't you seagulls eat?
Talking like ya G's, but I see ya geese
Playing duck hunt, wit you motha fucks
Act like daffy duck, get plucked I am Elmer Fudd
Velma couldn't solve this one, So scooby don't play wit me
Just go run away from me, Start to defecate undies
All these little shits are really seeming to reek
Hit em with a royal flush, they can read em and weep
I'm eager to feast, don't poke me, yer unleashing the beast
I eat up the sheep, get bones stuck between these here teeth
Cuz I'm the big bad wolf, and you're just playing the part
Ya see I trademark my shit, you just trading remarks
A waste if I start with lames cuz they ain't got the heart
Brain is too smart, I know they throwing shade in the dark

(And so I)
Drop the guillotine, ima leave em weak
Hopping on the beat like its Easter eve
I sit all the time in disbelief
Like shit can't believe this is really me
(Thats why I)
Drop the guillotine, just to leave em weak
Mopping up the scene, you don't need to sweep
No surprise, we ain't saying it's a mystery
On the rise, all you find is a winning spree


Blowing all you no names away wit the flow I lay
Open up my throat, throwing grenades, vocals will bang
And stones have been laid from previous goats of the trade
But found my own way. Traveled the road that I paved
And aint ventriloquist hands command these here lips
Flow is quicksand. If you stand in it well, then you get
Ripped into the pits of abyss. What's funny is
That the pit is of pitifuls, so we won't see that bitch again
Got hunger, like every day I'm fasting
Gobstopper, my jawbreaker everlasting
Models in my inbox, or to go boxing
So either option is a knockout, blessed.
Yes...so respect my weight
Because you ain't ever matching my textile strength
Can't out maneuver me with this swift ability
Diss you willingly, addict and my fix is killing, see I will


Drop the guillotine, ima leave em weak
Hopping on the beat like its Easter eve
I sit all the time in disbelief
Like shit can't believe this is really me
(Thats why I)
Drop the guillotine, just to leave em weak
Mopping up the scene, you don't need to sweep
No surprise, we ain't saying it's a mystery
On the rise, all you find is a winning spree

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