Yung G's Gambit

Waking up to doomsday never required
A sense of fucking entitlement
But you blinked now you've got a bit
More a problem on your hands than i'd like to show
Though developed a jagged flow
Tend to twist when I'm stabbing slow

So I'll speed it up, jamming their guts
This shit's repugnant
Acting as mongrel, divide and I'll conquer all the organs
My chortled laughs will envelope the gasps you're giving off
Haha blah blah, bitch I don't care at all

Blue in face, I've been pumping off ace load
Though benji would never fold
He ain't minding time getting rolled and tolled up
Inside the nose of loser to get his puff on
Crush some, snort, gums, either way you're shit

I'm getting angry, fist turned to a pile of mush
Crush the can I've downed again, and plan attack to march and fan
Heat of flames, ashamed that we had to start it over
Hanging cliffs of dover, I'd rather be picking clovers

Of four leaf again, treat 'im as if he's fry
The meme would be best as brian, The bad luck type of guy
Sip some slurm while I'm churning a bit of whack distaste
Fall from grace, say my name - a waste to all, be honest

Practice what you exonerate, I'll be anxiously forward
Although I'm often a cramped turd on my tracks
Its a mad splurt

If you go entering mind, just take tour of the dungeon
And if the tickets are bumming you out then sell em to someone a bit more stupider lurking
I'll keep on using your intellect against you, if allowing my intersection
I'm dissecting the body you gave me openly
Roasting all the delicacies, feast and have a ceremony