Dog-Pile

I'm finna take you way back to the old days Back when we was reading manga in the fourth grade Closed case been the dopest artist on any page It's sickening the rage I obtain and blow away I'm F-Note them visions is just a part of me They help me start to see when an enemy plots against me Like bloodhounds I'm an Apex Legend to gun sounds I slice twice and it's enough dead bodies to dog pile Run away cause I ain't putting this blade away This ain't just a phase I watched the time tick tick away Counting down the days that a nigga asked me for a fade Oh you feeling brave I'm Tobi but I ain't a slave A shinobi told me and my homies To go see the phonies that were choking And drowning on the flows as I'm approaching I crouch down look around trying to hear a sound Then slowly panther pounce and stole the trophy Now I'm at the top but the throne is kinda moldy Which means y'all been waiting a long time for a real one To outshine all of the steel sons Or the sun sitting still doesn't matter to me Still gone be flames like a Captain Falcon knee A prodigy a prophet or whatever you call it I'm going hard till I die like an alcoholic Finna show you real madness like meet the spartans But not the kind ya wanna spare with More like a martian charging for apartments Hardly ever really give a shit and even if i did It'd be hot and steamy ya little bitch