Intended
Its all about the heart the soul
The way u playen your role
The way u treat your mind
And let your time unfold
Itsa wicked world
Makes me sick until i hurl
Makes me wish i chose a different bitch
To suck my dick n call my girl
Fuck a hug I'd rather kick back n do some drugs
Sit alone smoke zone now thats alot of love
I been in the studio recordin hella tuff
I'm tryna flip a couple coins n get my cheddar buff
I used to think that i had superhuman powers
But it wasnt because of all the flowers downers and powders
It was the way that i devour
The beat n watch em turn sour
Cuz B can rock any hour
The competetion is coward
Im like a planeswalker dealing loads of damage
I walk the plains of life abusin my unfair advantage
Imma cabbage and gat kid
With the habit of trappen
It ain't my fault, in my hood
I was the man before the rappen
(Real shit)
Berserker with the skills to kill
And seal the deal for real ya feel
When u reveal appeal
The worlds their for you to steal
The universe was in my palm
Until i popped it
I started nodden off it felt like oxycontin
Im on a different level
In a different game
Its not my fault
That all these motherfuckers
sound the same
Its a shame, its like im stuck in 1998
With my slang my style and my musical taste
I smash the beats
I'm a beast maxed on savagery
Ill exile ur whole team dawg
Magic The Gathering
I keep repping my city putting wicked shit together
Im waiten for shit to pop off n im only getten better
I like chedder cheese chips
And a grimey bitch
I'm not into eatin cheez its
With a homeless chick
I keep my hustle strong
Like a fucken slot maschine
B.M.G. thats the team
Dawg best believe
Third times a charm but really its the fourth
If ur silly like me and devoted to the north
I sold my soul in the darkness underneath the moon
In the midst of red devils n heartless goons
I chose a life of strife
Money guns and shooten dice
Fast cars naked woman
And homies shooten ice
I caught a tsunami then froze it with a cold spit
Now im surfen glaciers n skaten on ice palaces
They say i got a bad rep
All my respect
Has come from fuckin
With the devils rejects
All my defects reflected
In the B's raps
Like I be the only bee
That keeps the beeswax
from the queens ass
Come on dawg
I thought you had some brains
Stupid motherfucker
I guess you'll never change
You'll never open your third eye
Wide enough
You'll never be a king or leader
You ain't wise enough
The way u playen your role
The way u treat your mind
And let your time unfold
Itsa wicked world
Makes me sick until i hurl
Makes me wish i chose a different bitch
To suck my dick n call my girl
Fuck a hug I'd rather kick back n do some drugs
Sit alone smoke zone now thats alot of love
I been in the studio recordin hella tuff
I'm tryna flip a couple coins n get my cheddar buff
I used to think that i had superhuman powers
But it wasnt because of all the flowers downers and powders
It was the way that i devour
The beat n watch em turn sour
Cuz B can rock any hour
The competetion is coward
Im like a planeswalker dealing loads of damage
I walk the plains of life abusin my unfair advantage
Imma cabbage and gat kid
With the habit of trappen
It ain't my fault, in my hood
I was the man before the rappen
(Real shit)
Berserker with the skills to kill
And seal the deal for real ya feel
When u reveal appeal
The worlds their for you to steal
The universe was in my palm
Until i popped it
I started nodden off it felt like oxycontin
Im on a different level
In a different game
Its not my fault
That all these motherfuckers
sound the same
Its a shame, its like im stuck in 1998
With my slang my style and my musical taste
I smash the beats
I'm a beast maxed on savagery
Ill exile ur whole team dawg
Magic The Gathering
I keep repping my city putting wicked shit together
Im waiten for shit to pop off n im only getten better
I like chedder cheese chips
And a grimey bitch
I'm not into eatin cheez its
With a homeless chick
I keep my hustle strong
Like a fucken slot maschine
B.M.G. thats the team
Dawg best believe
Third times a charm but really its the fourth
If ur silly like me and devoted to the north
I sold my soul in the darkness underneath the moon
In the midst of red devils n heartless goons
I chose a life of strife
Money guns and shooten dice
Fast cars naked woman
And homies shooten ice
I caught a tsunami then froze it with a cold spit
Now im surfen glaciers n skaten on ice palaces
They say i got a bad rep
All my respect
Has come from fuckin
With the devils rejects
All my defects reflected
In the B's raps
Like I be the only bee
That keeps the beeswax
from the queens ass
Come on dawg
I thought you had some brains
Stupid motherfucker
I guess you'll never change
You'll never open your third eye
Wide enough
You'll never be a king or leader
You ain't wise enough
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