Greene Apple

I'm at home on the ruggedest beats
Who want fire, my hard drive cluttered with heat
Don't call this a cypher, this is where murderers meet
Motherfuckas can't compete unless their words are elite

Word on the street, I'm best around here
Those face tats and clown hair get you clowned here
Pound for pound I hold the crown here

This Hip Hop and I live it I hear what's popping and I get livid
I don't give props to gimmicks I don't send shots from a distance
I'm in yo face with it I'm not a rapper to play wit
Fuck disclaimers my album coming wit rape kits

My flow got them thinking I'm a Freemason
Yo flow got us thinking you free basing
There's a clear difference

You want drama I'll turn yo ass into a trauma patient
Don't try my patience there's no negotiations
Like old niggas new niggas you niggas get it the same

You wanna end your career just mention my name
You wanna die just say Daevini, Jace or Nevaeh
Then I'm over the edge like MJ dangling blanket
I'm strangling fakers

I'm here to shake up this current make up
Of rappers in halter tops and makeup
Y'all better wake up, they only do that shit cause they suck
But they time is running out
Niggas hit me like Jay when you
Coming out we sick of this drag queen shit

So ya'll take that Big L plus a pink slip
Raps under new ownership you know I'm on my shit
When that sky darken clouds gather it's like the end of the bible
This basically the end for my rivals

It's like I got 6 stones and I'm snapping like Thanos
In other words I'm dusting these niggas get it
Thanos snapped dusted everybody right
Alright no more marvel shit which make me mar-vel-ous

I'm a hard act to follow I hit the game full throttle
I write like my pen is in full auto
Y'all bravado hollow that shit hard to swallow
Meanwhile I set that bar miles high like this Colorado

This is golden era music
Where sales don't matter and we don't care about the views you get
Bars and beats the shit that I'll abuse you with
If Back 2 Rap was the bomb this a nuke on the fuse I lit
I'm bringing the new school that old school rubric

I come from a time where everyday Trey would lose Rick
Y'all from a time where it's cool for dudes to dress like a
Bitch and cut off your D$&k but that's none of my business

Dog I'm ill start to finish I will end yo shit with the penmanship
You can ask around, this ain't new homie I've been the shit
I took time off for y'all benefit
Now the Hollandaise is over like this eggs Benedict

Y'all word play is limited
Y'all still rhyming cars with bars
These niggas primitive
And I ain't been a novice since I was in footsie
Pajamas ducking shots at my grand mamas off Mt Madonna

East side San Jo shit J A Y I flow sick
I'm a force y'all force it
Fuck what the score is, game's mine y'all should forfeit
Any problems I go in head first like no foreskin

This longhorn rhyming got em hooked down here in Austin
Proceed with caution this pen will put you in a coffin

Hip Hop's my house I'll protect it like McCully Culkin
Beats I eat like I'm bulking
I'm taking the whole cake crumbs to I ain't leaving niggas a portion

Don't ever make the mistake of mistaking me for
Somebody that you can tell he cannot have it all
Just give me a couple of blue moons and watch this bitch get

Kavanaugh'd