The Clouds

"My midnight angel..." Yeah Cuz nigga I aint done from these rainy days I summon my blade and turn rap gods into kid's essays Add a little foreplay, flow derivative just like my DNA In her stomach rummaging around till she plummets Lyrical rounds I´m dumping, two weeks later found your Found your favorite rapper's body in public I be making all the haters covet F*ck around and have the butcher coming F*ck around and drop an album with one of my favorite cousins Now watch me push the button, going ballistic F*ck around and go OJ animalistic No need to peep the statistics A master at work, oh I´m sadistic Be realistic, look through the texture and under that I am too vicious Blood too viscous, can't even sleep if I wanted to And Ima keep it a bean, you can't even "Nigga stop trying to f*ck with me" Niggas be smoking to the thought of knowing us Take in everything I say because I´m going nuts Just a black kid in a green tie and cream-colored loafers Always white niggas complaining about the colored voters You know that sword under my tongue Taking that out, it might time I bring my fists to a gun fight every time I´m the next Rob Lucci F*ck around and kill the coochie as Afro Luffy I'm a different type of goofy New degenerates moving, coordinate with the aggravated assailants We need to recalibrate, ho Hope I don't destroy the city states I communicate with my eyes and they say that the moon went missing Then I blinked, she was gone Made it at the skin of my teeth, Thank god Niggas throwing spades when I already put on my poker face It's been 2 years since I've seen that broken vase Then I killed a king with a clean pillowcase "It's been so long..."