First Class (feat. Swami Mags)

Mags with the blue coat Gehrman with the red one Ebony and Ivory Threesome with my blood lust Earthworms wither and die when they get dried out Toss my fucking stogee and fade you like hocus pocus I focus every ounce of my being into this rap shit Ill break shit down about any way you can stack it Split atoms with my blade blast bladee in a drive by Devil Trigger nigga my evil aura just lingers I wanna get my shine but (Darkness always with me) Roses tend to die when (I aim down a pipe dream) I could take you out now (Like to keep my hands clean) I dont f*ck with yall now (Like to keep it low key) Im Loki Unlucky I keep my pistol loaded (Never folding) Elegant lotus I dance around you locusts (Leaches bogus) Plague doctor off my rocker I burn you rodents (You cant hold this) Got you questioning god but you soft spoken Gehrman