Bad Mutha
Yo Queen Sheba giving ill meals will a real feel to each nef underserved in the kill field
Embrace this fate I'll stretch each verb around a nerve that'll leave all ya potna's with a head ache
She a bad mutha mad cutter gassed lova flow mad butta
Whole time I get equipped with shit niggas miss
Interact matter of fact bringing energy like a fucking physicist a lyricist
Tongue work is separating me from the innocent
Aye nigga let me finish this
I'm getting busy executing diligence from jump like I'm genesis
I'm gassed up with the motherfucking emphasis
Flo jo each track the way my flo go
So cold like im masked in the fro zone
And if you asked whole crew getting clapped with the ozone while they folks home
She a bad mutha mad cutter gassed lova flow mad butta
Lyrical curses get serviced and scratch through the surface
With this shit man it's purpose been to make you nervous
It's curtains
Word surgical incisions providing visions
To those lacking ambition
Infiltrating domes Like the cap been missing
I snap for instance
Take time to hear me rhyme and niggas acting different
She a bad mutha mad cutta gas lova flow mad butter
I'll turn it up before I ever feel threatened
Cold chick getting throned each verse ain't no second
I stay improving and pen moving dodging slow flows like a nuisance the truth is
Without substance its useless fluently inducing executions loosen any confusion
The way I speak life through a mic is a threat
I'll Resurrect a mental complex my pen my accomplice compress a cortex
Violate a skull and leave it laying at your doorstep
Embrace this fate I'll stretch each verb around a nerve that'll leave all ya potna's with a head ache
She a bad mutha mad cutter gassed lova flow mad butta
Whole time I get equipped with shit niggas miss
Interact matter of fact bringing energy like a fucking physicist a lyricist
Tongue work is separating me from the innocent
Aye nigga let me finish this
I'm getting busy executing diligence from jump like I'm genesis
I'm gassed up with the motherfucking emphasis
Flo jo each track the way my flo go
So cold like im masked in the fro zone
And if you asked whole crew getting clapped with the ozone while they folks home
She a bad mutha mad cutter gassed lova flow mad butta
Lyrical curses get serviced and scratch through the surface
With this shit man it's purpose been to make you nervous
It's curtains
Word surgical incisions providing visions
To those lacking ambition
Infiltrating domes Like the cap been missing
I snap for instance
Take time to hear me rhyme and niggas acting different
She a bad mutha mad cutta gas lova flow mad butter
I'll turn it up before I ever feel threatened
Cold chick getting throned each verse ain't no second
I stay improving and pen moving dodging slow flows like a nuisance the truth is
Without substance its useless fluently inducing executions loosen any confusion
The way I speak life through a mic is a threat
I'll Resurrect a mental complex my pen my accomplice compress a cortex
Violate a skull and leave it laying at your doorstep
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Writer(s): Sheba Jennings
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