young thoroughbred coming for that guap
your movement been moving but its coming to a stop
how could i not act proper, when im hoping in the dark abyss
your chalking up your losses while im conquering, yo
i spark a square on the stoop, yeah im often there
keep the lights off it makes it hotter when the cops'll stare
highkey these hypebeast dont like me
and aint likely to try to entice me, yo
precise shots get taken at your medullah
fakes out here snaking like they hanging with medusa
its a cold mufuckin world. yeah i know it
but im out here tryna get it whether rain sleep or snowing, so
you better miss me with that tough talk
you must not of heard im with my bootcamp like Buckshot, so
all of yall better duck down, i sun clowns from sun up to sun down
so what now?
that was 1 round.
microphone tyson, the night is goin right when
the 40 in the brown bag, ice cold i might go
to the heights i set my sites fo'
though time is moving quite slow
but my mind is spinning rapidly
actually im type to commit a casuality
actually im the type to go and do it happily
another rapper in the pile, leave you goin through a tragedy
yall about to turn this into what it didnt have to be
time to face reality and bow down to your majesty
that was just another warning shot
reign above them all, leave these people out here mourning god
thanks for another morning god
oh, and just a forewarning
for everything i wanted, my core swarming
till the Apocalypse arise with the four horseman
peace.
Music from deep in the trenches, songs that confront the blitzkrieg of bad news but offer light at the end of the tunnel. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 20, 2017