Sella Turcica

Black ghost
Death Cap
Tiger Balm
Northern Node
My mind is bomb
And my strap
Is my microphone

Too many fuck bulls
Wanna steal me hose
Too many trolls
Wanna close the door

Breaking out the death camp
With a goat hoof
Made with iron oar

The weight of the world
Shifts every time
I flip the code

I breath altitudes
You couldn't reach
With Massas Nasa tech

Poisons clouds bow down
To my gallop pole
My dick ain't that big
But it weight a ton

Amethizz pills on my crown
Baby guan pop you won

I am gonna win
I am gonna win
Paramount stars
Cant take my gifts

I am the eight pointed
Surgeon general
Of the new regime

I am the dopest flavor on your digi
Or your triple beam

I am the who your favorite rapper
Meets when he goes to dream

In his billion dollar mansion
But he still a slave
I am the hardest creature
In the hidden cave

When i open up my cells
They ask my mates
To shoot a basket
Or score a touch down
We facing generational
Traumas
We don't like to rough house
24k Sun rays
Thug ism trapped in my veins

Sella turcica
Sella turcica
Sizurp neckter
From my curvature



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan S Lassiter, Lorenzo Armando Duran
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