Oncemore,

Pretender pandemic Heretical image Never sendin that visage Physiognomy of a cunt Got me fucked up Goddamn slammed By the spite of a hateful punk No one that never Held or reached for guns Thinking you're a bad man Code of a broken slut Only been in Badlands Thinking that's enough Only ever been shit Humble bragging but Know you'll never be shit Til you look in the mirror Where do I go from here Where do I exceed what I hear Where do I go from here Where do I exceed what I hear Stop, drop, smoke Stop, drop, smoke Stop, drop, smoke Stop, drop, smoke Stop, drop, smoke Stop Shout out to a 3 feet Green bong named Vlad Bow down to a weed fiend Scheme strong stay shagged Fuck a rhyme scheme And your rap-cop culture You're guarding empty houses From fucks that ain't vultures Oncemore, fuck your blank bars Brag bout faux keeps In death, you're no czar Fuck emo little bo peep's as Hard as you are Gates open to wack bitches Look at all of the stars Wish I could coast & ghost Without talking shit Don't hang in for a punchline Like I really don't mean it Lowest common denominator'll Get you big Wonder if conscious or not Puffin cigs If your greatest hits sound like Drake I know your dumb ass just chasing taint Con-art, not an artist You novice mind waste Blanket statement Fuck your name Where do I go from here Where do I exceed what I hear Where do I go from here Where do I exceed what I hear Buck your trends and again Say oncemore Never been with it Buck your trends and again Say oncemore Never been with it Buck your trends once again You hitting my fucking cervix over & over Shove your cock down my throat, make my bile taste like nut Why Aren't all your kind Why Aren't all your kind Yo Hit it Flip it and my drip like Cum out your mum's cunt Fly as I am high Indifferent to dumb fucks Ready to sideswipe Knownothing noones Slitherin lines bite Every cat's tongue Still boppin Wu Like it used to be I'm smokin death cool Like I used to be As long as I've loved THC Know I've always fucked with ODB I'm DMT at 17 Dipfuck kids don't trip, but lean Sippin dope copious Poppin pill opiates Leave movin coke To the CIA You ain't a Freeway Ricky Ross When I speak Eyes gloss Stuck up fucks spit weak Blind sauce bluffin Come up and get me Cause you can't fuckin touch me Yo Came to scare your hoes Hear me But you don't know what I'm saying Shit- Sure Came to scare your hoes Hear me But you don't know what I'm saying