ONOMATOPOEIA* (feat. olivier*)

Send me fan mail when I blow, I can't take you with me Bookies bet on my success, gin rummy rounds per 50 Persistence, pounds a plenty, placing pieces down, like 50 Of my contemporaries, take a test, I shroud to get it He dropped his crown, Aurora, dog piles crowd the semi You see what happened in Iran, salute Medhi Taremi Sam remind me there's a god and this is gods kingdom Shoutout Young Rai and Fazo, inspired me to start creating I met some passive, full, and money hungry powder kegs I got all the answers, cross-reference Sway and Cheggs Toni got the light, I tell him spark, can't feel my legs Some vapid sad pathetic man want K type leverage Stop, stop, stop, stop You're Pretentious, switch it up It's crazy me and bean! had had mad beef We've been through mad shit, no mad greens In fact, the backseat freestyle raps led to my conceit I got the file, keep talking about receipts It's an onomatopoeia, but that bitch is cuckoo, I'm blasting The POW POW of the .45 dissipated crowds see I've been searching, flexible on mad beats Word I had it, cuz a couple months ago it was a bad thing He saw me, almost pissed his pants, I'm fantastic Working, I received some Jesus pamphlets Iced out cross on my neck meant to protect the bad things From wandering my vessels premises, premature action These facist, fucking clowns, try to reenact this Bad bitch, I got a passion for spitting mad shit That's word to love beans! freestyle on me He's a fisher, I'm the line, the duo everlasting If you thought, that your brain-dead takes didn't rot You delusional like rainbow end, gold pot I work and fought, how many hours did it take, a lot Because I'm holding down my poles and people running out the clocks It's a waiting game, I'm a heavy weight My punches making metal shake, the Russian blood don't break These zombies love to hate, pull make another flake Because the age of internet, means no more punishing Gods sake, bar fights turn to comments Rapping breaks the earth, another comet, GK lost it Yeah, easily intent facade Drawing the formulas Linger and lie to the people, pity me and make them sob Oh my god, Allah At long last arrived Take advantage of your forgiveness, apologizing last second For my clothes seem to be tethered and latching onto your horns Corroding particles from my face, but leave my skull Leave my soul to rust and my eyebrow to catch the dust Tend to hallucinate can't figure out what to trust Cut up just to be shut up My jaw around the opioids Sorry excuse for a man, bet I'm smoking motor oil Dependent to my violence, wreaking havoc to protect the state of misery that I was in Put my head to a TEC Known only for my knuckles I got different kinds of baggage One is Everlast with bloody stains I never use a bandage Fucking make up what I lack by taking information GPS an acronym for Getting Public Sanction So I'm never on my phone, use motivation, switch location Different destination, A to B, be me to Vee Star Heitman Ticking time bomb turn hickies to a long run Pshh, way too intelligent to be hated on Never save a life I choose to loosen the noose So when the sinner falls, heaven seems to be a better route You're not unlucky bitch We were born with a disadvantage You motherfuckers give up at the start Shit way too easy to learn and manage