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Zaturn Cat

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I'm coming for blood
I make you feel desperate and cover in mud
It feel like a flood
Give my opinion, the shit that i love
Cause don't have enough guts
You aren't ready for this f*ck, so take off the plug
These are lyrical drugs, and I'm spitting gold
You'll get overdose (dose)
I'm not even sober
Starting with flow, ended with rage
My mind it's bipolar
And, Yes I'm a composer
Got you bumping your head, like most art
You don't got the heart
I'll break you apart, and take you off the bar
With my tongue bizarre, launch you too far
Hitting you stronger, than the bomb of Zar
In your funeral, I'll play my guitar
And smoke my cigar, looking all your scars
If you think this is over, this shit just getting start
Moving your hands, nothing to rap
Your castle of clay will not survive
The future is gray this is the last laugh
And I'm Mr.J
If I need a bitch rapper I'll call you someday
Your brain got delay, I'll make you obey
Wanna fight week rapper?
This isn't the way
You can't rime
All you got is shit like HEY
Bitch with that bullshit you can't STAY
Stick up your ass all that aK'S
Keep counting money you know gotta PAY
All that shitty style will gonna deCAY
Your whole career nothing but a PLAY
In a brain full of drugs 24 hours at DAY
Gonna sound good no matter what HEY
Every time i start It's Dame Time
And shoot 3 point to your fake crimes
With my mind cold I got sub-zero vibes
When you wanna come back I'm holding your spine
The mind of a colombian and a God combine
I'm not Escobar but this are raw lines
Nothing but grime, no matter time
I'll f*ck you in your prime
Y're just a mime
Dressing supreme making funny faces
Copy of the copie like the other cases
You don't have the bases
I kick you in the face now your brain got braces
I beat you in this earth and other spaces
My mind goes quick speed supersonic
Heart too demonic
Blood and body parts like a pact masonic
Shooting lyric bullets like vocal John Wick
My skills pharaonic you are catatonic
And i keep armonic this full body
Going bi-onic against fake rappers napoleonic
No, you are not iconic
You are the same shit just full of chronic
And ten gin tonic on a hangover
You keep sleeping while i bomb atomic.
Moving your hands, nothing to rap
Your castle of clay will not survive
The future is gray this is the last laugh
And I'm Mr.J
If I need a bitch rapper I'll call you someday
Your brain got delay, I'll make you obey
Wanna fight week rapper?
This isn't the way
You can't rime
All you got is shit like HEY
Bitch with that bullshit you can't STAY
Stick up your ass all that aK'S
Keep counting money you know gotta PAY
All that shitty style will gonna deCAY
Your whole career nothing but a PLAY
In a brain full of drugs 24 hours at DAY
Gonna sound good no matter what HEY
Moving your hands, nothing to rap
Your castle of clay will not survive
The future is gray this is the last laugh
And I'm Mr.J
If I need a bitch rapper I'll call you someday
Your brain got delay, I'll make you obey
Wanna fight week rapper?
This isn't the way
You can't rime
All you got is shit like HEY
Bitch with that bullshit you can't STAY
Stick up your ass all that aK'S
Keep counting money you know gotta PAY
All that shitty style will gonna deCAY
Your whole career nothing but a PLAY
In a brain full of drugs 24 hours at DAY
Gonna sound good no matter what HEY

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