Yeah Yo, Les, what up papa? Juju Gigante, y'kna mean? Goblin Queens New York, Philly out here We shining The four-fifth symphony lift him It'll spin your head around like a rotisserie chicken I was born on the Red Sea, Abyssinian vision We ain't A-Alikes, God, we completely different How much more proof you need that the boy crazy? I carry four pounds, like a premature baby Pussy boy, coming out his mouth, all shady I will punch him in his fucking teeth, all gravy I'm liable to take a young boy lunch box And if it's any resistance, then you gon' get punched ahk I catch homis, Lord, harder than punk rock I remember 'xactly where I was when they slumped Pac Quintetto had everything, but got cocky Philly wop with nice hands, but not Rocky Mommy making manicotti, but it got sloppy Yous a bitch, Benny Blanco when he shot Papi The left hook startle 'em, the end is a mean right Sublime nature, I am from the sons of the Green Light I could tell from your eyes, something don't seem right Hands shake, brittle, so I know you the queen type It's 550 Sonoran, force is absurd And God told me the pen is the source of the word How he call himself a rapper, but he awkward with words? In a city I diddy bop, walk with a bird Let's be honest, money, you just mediocre at best And these cop killers going to put a hole in your chest I’m Vido Loncar throwing blows at the ref You like Luke on Hoth, almost frozen to death The straight right'll lift his fucking pussy out of shoes With no counters coming back and that's the point I'm trying to prove You ain't get the fucking point? That's the point that I don't lose You can see me muhfucker, I’ll anoint you on the news Yeah
Written by: Vincent Luviner
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