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I'm the brains in these streets
Modern Day Myth
Frame images with my teeth
Paint a picture zero grip
On a brush made of fleece
Sippin crush eatin brie
Slappin a peach
My lady blush up at me
It's that ass i done seen
My ankles feeling the breeze now
Girl relax eat my genes
Rapper like (damn) you a sleaze hound
Slip some lax in their drinks
If no one here at this try out
I guess it only leave me
Cause I'm the
The captain the starter
My bars like captions for martyrs
At bars ordering straight up splashes of water
Watching you chug your 8th cup of Vodka and Pama
I told the game eat my grapenuts
The grapeshot come you a goner
They said enough fake stuff I'm like
Aye girl hit the brakes (huh?)
Hop out the car spit some hymns
From the ancients
Yall look like prey bruh
I look like I may hunt
I sit here and slay funk
Beats I made just today
Sonned
Entire games whole
But watch what you say runt
It's Mr. A God still
Ain't been your papa since day one
Descended from fogged hills
The fog come from my baked lungs
Snake rungs
You climb the ladder
Make sure you keep anti venom
Brains in the street
Took the reins of defeat
Turned the horse to winner
Sure is a gift to be me
Why I live like a sinner
And they still call me god when we speak
I always work through the blisters
Even the blistering heat
Shit's like a million degrees
Fore i beg for a breeze
I jumped this COO and friends dont ever call me a flea
Your future just depends on you giving me cheese
Cry me a river
My pen put rivers on sheets
No end to the breeding of sheep
Leading the blind to the weak
People killed over money and crumbs of some tweak
Elites just think that it's funny
People they think they so cunning
Tho I think I'm the best
So who ain't a dummy?
Ever since I was youngin
Been get into something
Sippin millers on miller
No Officer, I have nothing
Apocrypha in these readings
A doctor, nurse, I'm still squeamish
Don't know if nothing gon save me
So who could blame them for fleeing
Bitch I'm the
I'm the brains in these streets
Modern Day Myth
Frame images with my teeth
Paint a picture zero grip
On a brush made of fleece
Sippin crush eatin brie
Slappin a peach
My lady blush up at me
It's that ass i done seen
My ankles feeling the breeze now
Girl relax eat my genes
Rapper like (damn) you a sleaze hound
Slip some lax in their drinks
If no one here at this try out
I guess it only leave me
Cause I'm the
The captain the starter
My bars like captions for martyrs
At bars ordering straight up splashes of water
Watching you chug your 8th cup of Vodka and Pama
I told the game eat my grapenuts
The grapeshot come you a goner
They said enough fake stuff I'm like
Aye girl hit the brakes (huh?)
Hop out the car spit some hymns
From the ancients
Yall look like prey bruh
I look like I may hunt
I sit here and slay funk
Beats I made just today
Sonned
Entire games whole
But watch what you say runt
It's Mr. A God still
Ain't been your papa since day one
Descended from fogged hills
The fog come from my baked lungs
Snake rungs
You climb the ladder
Make sure you keep anti venom
Brains in the street
Took the reins of defeat
Turned the horse to winner
Sure is a gift to be me
Why I live like a sinner
And they still call me god when we speak
I always work through the blisters
Even the blistering heat
Shit's like a million degrees
Fore i beg for a breeze
I jumped this COO and friends dont ever call me a flea
Your future just depends on you giving me cheese
Cry me a river
My pen put rivers on sheets
No end to the breeding of sheep
Leading the blind to the weak
People killed over money and crumbs of some tweak
Elites just think that it's funny
People they think they so cunning
Tho I think I'm the best
So who ain't a dummy?
Ever since I was youngin
Been get into something
Sippin millers on miller
No Officer, I have nothing
Apocrypha in these readings
A doctor, nurse, I'm still squeamish
Don't know if nothing gon save me
So who could blame them for fleeing
Bitch I'm the
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Writer(s): Alex Pruyn
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