Da Boom Bap Specialist

Let's do it dog Yoska on the boards, nigga Check it out Yo I carry the weight Legendary I'm etching my fate I pray now, more than ever Trying to meditate You met your match, when I ended you And deaded the scrapes Dreaded lessons of the dead man That repped it to date I decimate any decible Lyrically, I'm testing you For checking Zeus You hearing me? Or stiffer than a vegetable that's edible I eat beats for breakfast and lunch This is beef? You pescatarians I'll definitely munch I'm ending your luck Punch you in the gut For trying to act tougher It's the rap punisher Attack when they comfort you It's up to us Lyrical heads, that skill you instead Giving you cred? Physically, I'll fill you with lead From Bic mechanicals I'll staple your head You'll get the message through It's clear that I'm sending the text That I'm preferably next To be the rhymer, with these lines so in-depth From the chest I'm just going to grind, until it's my last breath It's the boom-bap specialist Who can get next to or edge this kid? Wouldn't even try, nor suggesting it And I'm the best in this I'm going to grind Climb for my deficits It's my time Rhyme until the end of it The boom-bap specialist Who can get next to or edge this kid? Wouldn't even try, nor suggesting it And I'm the best in this I'm going to grind Climb for my deficits It's my time Rhyme until the end of it You know the funny thing? I know for a fact I'm not supposed to be here right now That's real shit Yo This rap shit I thought about calling it quits Because these dudes don't support until you lit All of your talk is a myth Diss me on Facebook? You'll get carved and chipped Like I'm an artist making statues from the heart that I give I toss that in fridge I'm cold numb, flows dumb Really don't know one who chosen To spit quotes like the ghost of Pun I load the drum and roll Y'all get strummed to your soul You ran through, it took a toll You can't do what I control I glance at groups assuming they ruthless And truthfully bold Can't stand you nubes whose truth you hid Because you knew which way I flowed Zeus got the scrolls You should read it I suck the knowledge whole You dumb sluts suck nut from the penis That's her measley demeanor And you know her? Me neither Throw her in deep freezers Let it simmer, reheat it The beat steamer Keep my name out your tracheas Niggas and broads, y'all soft And got me heated It's the boom-bap specialist Who can get next or edge this kid? Wouldn't even try, nor suggesting it And I'm the best in this I'm going to grind Climb for my deficits It's my time Rhyme until the end of it The boom-bap specialist Who can get next to or edge this kid? Wouldn't even try, nor suggesting it And I'm the best in this I'm going to grind Climb for my deficits It's my time Rhyme until the end of it The boom-bap specialist Who can get next to or edge this kid? Wouldn't even try, nor suggesting it And I'm the best in this I'm going to grind Climb for my deficits It's my time Rhyme until the end of it The boom-bap specialist Who can get next to or edge this kid? Wouldn't even try, nor suggesting it And I'm the best in this I'm going to grind Climb for my deficits It's my time Rhyme until the end of it Nigga