Banshee

Newest white boy on the block bout to pop Not the type to wear socks wit some open toe Birkenstocks Type to go red hot Clean your pipes little snot Chin up or right hand ull clean out ya clock Seem worried rest assured Im comin in a fury Cruise thru life in ya Holmes not talkin Suri Kamikaze ridin shotty wit Bill Murray Pop the trunk whip out my proton pack Kids seein ghosts begin to scurry Listen cuz you dont know better ignoramus Streets have spoken stop making stupid people famous Guess this whole culture been contagious While you sleep walk Ill grab and stab you wit chalk Im back off my hiatus Whats in store dont think you no more All these rappers now a days soundin like they fucken Hodoor Same ol story comin for the throne you cant ignore me Not OVO but told I be lookin Forty Shout to the neighbors up north No back to back Girls head goin back n forth All lips no hands Use the force Burnt some bridges long the way Lit the human torch Even all the glitz wit it brings all this gloom Arise a phoenix just ODed out the Viper Room Ahead of my time bustin out this cocoon Wrote my "tell all" before I even left the womb Likely I throw punches cuz the doc spiked me I live sleep an eat off rap you just sight see Obsessed much yea some truly might be Know ya love my taste figured that's why ya bite me Know ya love my taste figured that's why ya bite me