hook all you're doing is spewing cliches
designed to warp the mind
and leave you in a daze...
but in me you'll find
an opponent to fear
whose head is clear
and unfazed by your linguistic confusion
and knows all too well
the power of illusion,
but I stand strong by my conviction
weaving infernos of diction
that glide with no friction
and spin truth, not fiction.
My rhymes are a knell
that resounds throughout the land,
a liberation from hell,
a message to understand.
So understand, and be silenced.
You pussies get put in the coffin with all that psycho-path talkin
blood on your cheap white shoes and that ugly $30 dollar throwback you rockin
when u around my part of the forum, you watch where your walkin
hold that bird out the window and let em sore from my aston martin
ask me how i got it? i move packs by the O
who am i coppin off? wouldn't you like to know
I don't even know why u responded to try and battle me
when i got 5 thou-wow on my wrist and i aint even got a salary
im untouchable ask Roy, im on a different planet in a whole nother galaxy
you thinkin Hook soft is a common fallacy, beating you to death with my metaphors and analogies
you must be dillusionnnnnnal if you think you gon pull the bitch outta me
I tried to get outta sellin the gram of that white
but a bank account with less than a thou just wasnt soundin right
you young and 16, i wish we would be meet in the street, leave you lookin like swiss cheese
holes in you, the cops couldnt even fix me, cause i got bail money, i'm rich B
rock the invicta with custom diamonds on the left, solid gold bracelet on the other wrist
diamond jesus piece, princess cuts in the ring, i gotta add another twist
lacoste shades, no brades no fades, just a fitted cap, with a throwback, it's D.Wade
erase you cockroaches with my lines, what rhymes with rade?
You a bitch, i see the twinkle in your eye when the shank come out
even if you got the members on your side, i can still crush you with my bank account
