Wart

I should quit while I'm ahead? Now, I'm a torso too
Trying to fit the rest in how contortionists do
The reason I achieve is me but a portion is you
In fact, trying to make an impact forced me to move
So who's this fresh guy with the blood of a jedi
Mixed with a sixth, who shits from his lips
Meaning spits real shit
Saw an empire, with pen and bricks, decided to build it

Fuck your hype, nigga
I know your type, nigga
The type that types niggas
I'm bourbon, bitter on ice, nigga
I'm old fashioned, killing old habits With throat slashes
Oh, you love me now? We brothers now?
Well I'm so Raditz



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Writer(s): Joshua Brown
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