The Hood Classic

Fiendix The Emperor Back at it again Aye See what this good rapping do, did a lot Growing up went to catholic school Aye And I always been a classical Couldn't pass me even on sabbatical Oh my Got em mad, they radical Cuz I'm here, all them other niggas had to go bye bye That's right I'm a cannibal Keep a match, cuz you niggas looking flammable F*ck 'em all This the hood classic Aye This the hood classic Can't you imagine Imma bring it back, no Jurassic Pull up in a T-rex, with a real mean flex Like nigga what's happening See the way you unraveling In the booth, all you niggas just babbling This the hood classic Mr Fantastic F*ck the other 3, cuz bitch I moved passed 'em Bitch I spit platinum Known to out rap 'em Y'all could have big, but know that I'm magnum Magna Cum Laude Known to get rowdy, if they ever try me Don't I look shiny Face of a God, but still I must praise 'em Y'all bastardized & I will not raise you Cuz what I look like When I pulled up, everybody took flight Know the Megalodon, such a phenomenon Slept on myself, now it's time to get on Like, aye This is passion hoe It's a vibe every time that I rap for you Niggas always wanna say be practical Well practically, I'm subtracting you Now they adding me They mad to see how I do it I rise from the ashes Yeah Don't beg for mercy If I don't care, then it couldn't hurt me Or that's the lie that I tell myself I have to play the cards I've been dealt I struggle before I ever ask for help So you are not entitled to my wealth This the hood classic Aye This the hood classic Can't you imagine Imma bring it back, no Jurassic Check it out Pull up in a T-rex, with a real mean flex Like nigga what's happening See the way you unraveling In the booth, all you niggas just babbling This one's for Stack This one's for Chinx This goes to all y'all that's on the brink This goes to every naughty little minx Spanning from SoCal all the way to the 6 This goes all y'all that sold a brick Nigga flipped it & turned it legit Niggas that been lit since they was a jit Truth of the matter, I'm as good as it gets You might wanna stick to them IG skits You don't be rapping It'll never happen Never say never But we like to imagine Kill the negativity, I'm an assassin Cuz I got more drive than what's on your dash Your chain got snatched cuz you love to flash Adobe nigga prolly photoshop the cash Photoshop the ass Photoshop the abs Imma prolly turn niggas to a pile of ash When I release every record that's on my flash Drive them crazy, like a new Mercedes I could run rap until I'm probably 80 King of the Underworld, imma send them to Hades Start a revolution, like my niggas in Haiti Niggas is hating Probably mad that you made it Truth of the matter is, you're so flagrant This the hood classic Aye This the hood classic Can't you imagine Imma bring it back, no Jurassic Imma do it Pull up in a T-rex, with a real mean flex Like nigga what's happening It's my time See the way you're unraveling In the booth, all you niggas just babbling F*ck 'em