Social Meeting (feat. KG)

I write what I like when I write I paint what a sight Like pictures don't lose focus Mr. you don't lose focus Category F-150 twister I send my composition notebook On missions and grapples of submissions for you're Lack of newness ness making no transition when I write No, You write a bar you should just twist them as A pretzel shape my mind like the number eight Infinite cycle my motor's great like the lake that stretch Through the state behind the mask of Snake Eyes but I speak What I make like Jordan kicks you better snatch fast sorry To late early bird got that early snake, forget the birds I flap the wings of Rodan and blowing Sandman on The scene with giant hands pick up the telephone pole As my mic stand ah you're for real my mic stands in a position His feet piece by forty acres long like the foot of Kong Kick you off the team you're long Gone with the Wind Why you're gone you're back spinning no dance moves Just sit back grinning, my Toe Jam from that Big Foot Kicking yo Dox I see your style-switching bomb Time-ticking rappers and Mc's tripping scrambling Russell Wilson running from the collapsing building Momentum monuments liberty I'm free there's the statue I give you the instructions you said I don't have to I see how my raps do if not I see how your math do My instructions will make your actions do damage From an non armature comes out his shell I'll from Gamera monster out his shell a tortoise Every track gassed up like the check game Full tank the verse a perfect match watch it Catch flame no heavy raps nigga just bring pain They won't supposed to sell their soul But I just can't to many people won't and boy that's Real talk and you if you ain't sign the checks In the front you ain't no real boss forget the Industry paperwork all black market and I make It work some of these rapper's starving talking about Broke as dirt still don't act down to earth Ain't that a bitch watch somebody pull his skirt up Get hurt up every track gas getting burnt Like we grew some purp up I hope these nigga's learn Something and their senses perk up vision turned up Every track gas you can hear it sizzling can't cha Lyrics will make it crank up they weren't supposed To sell there souls but I just can't bra devils will get The shank bra break the circle and the bank bra