Eyes

Blood loves company, release the underlings
Cold flows, icicle stream at one degree
Machete rap, go get me a sack, relapse
We snack on tracks and head to the back, you do the math
We loopin' tracks on the FL Studio pack
Su-Su-Sudio lab kit ruins ya act, kid
You couldn't hack it with an asthma attack or some axes
Planet bashin' happens, faggot rappers eat a dick sandwich
Straight kick a flow on the low like Cyrano
Pitiful criminals thinkin' raps gonna get you dough
Only built for those, Purple Tape, you should've known
Claimin' that you hip hop, your brain is full of holes
Good to know, rappers freestyle pullin' notes
I wouldn't quote 'cause I know they disposable
You couldn't have presence even if you had multiple yous
Spittin' quotable jewels with sociable cues



Credits
Writer(s): William Cabassa
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