First Brood

Here's a diss that I employ
Got a rhyme deployed that I might destroy when I find them boys
Do you like that boy?
Imma strike that void that your life, enjoy
I'm watching you westy, can't evade that light
Homie I do not rate that high
Find a chick your same damn age and fight a kid your same damn size
Caught one gun charge and now you think you slay mad lives?
Drop a n bomb and think you're Gucci?
You not in streets mobbing, you're a groupie
I should just drop a couple loosies
I'm accustomed to squabbling with these loonies
Flames up, it's not forest
Bishop style chuck yo ass off the top floor and then watch for it
You're not warring with top laureates
That new tape of yours, no one watched for it
Keep playing with kid gloves but you could never box Foreman
These true subliminals were minimal, damn
These true subliminals were minimal, damn
These true subliminals were minimal, damn
(And if you don't know, now ya know)
These true subliminals were minimal, damn (And if ya know ya know)
I travel a lot, every single bus and carpool matters
Work with my hands, every single metacarpal matters
So if you wanna talk shit and then start to battle
You'll be left a shell of your former self like Marshall Mathers (Woo)
I'm on the circuit man, I'm making a buzz
My live wire style got 'em amped, mate I'm the plug
For that real shit, and I've been it since 2014
When i used all these bars to body 24 teens
Back when I couldn't afford gloves in the winter season
Nowadays these hands are cold for a whole different reason
Jesus, Jesus
These true subliminals were minimal, damn