Ye Ye Ye Ye

They be belly floppin
I am barely floppin
Rarely rockin' with the safety on my holy water Glock
I'm steady washin
Hades sent me lots of oxycodone lava
Clearly poppin'/popping
Maybe I should open shop 'cause
I'm so hot and taking Satan's profits
Fairly obvious
There ain't many options
So I'm really rotten
Vomiting very vicious verses until I ain't responsive
Verbal lobotomy violating enemies conscious
Colonel/kernel inside of me annihilating cornier concepts
Thermal box of machete dropping confetti
Like Shady with Mama's spaghetti
Slaughtering semi-silly insane syllables and I ain't stopping
Cause these rappers ain't IT
But they're all clownin

Goddamn
Let me slow it down
So these people can hear me
Favorite MC ain't near me
They fear me

Due respect
Don't you ever compare someone dressed to those hanging by threads
Niggas weary/wary

Took me a seconds
To get out my head
Jump in my skin
I'm my own adversary
It's not arbitrary
I sliced up the old me
Now various artists
Are searching for blades that are as sharp as my edge

Damn, it came at a cost
I was drenched
From the days of my traumas
I'm wedged
Tamed my pain
Gifts were harnessed instead
To be honest the pits
Had me calling it quits
So I stayed underarms/under-arms like lieutenants
Took duds to the hip
Came for blood
I am ticked/ tick-ed
It's "that time of the month", I'm in sync
And not stopping' till all of yoll bled

Ye, ye, ye, ye

Rolled up on the links
But they didn't share
People acted cold
Now they think I'm sick
Tryna act BROS
Let me clear the air
Same ones talking shit
Only network/net-work to put you in a snare
Every dog/Dawg gets its day - so I'm told
I'm bout to make a bitch of every rapper here
Ain't it clear that

I just landed in
The Game
And they told me that I'm out of place
Out of pocket for knocking the pants off 'em
And I won't stop until I'm at the lace
Ngi babama ngama washing
Ngakhuliswa yinsipho ne vryf

So I dust all these niggas
Going dummy
Like some Voodoo doll stitches
Inyanga yanginiga amathambo we silver

How I keep this shit so smoother than lubricants slowly
Moving pezulu kwendunu yabo sista
Phandle kwalokho
I'm outside parameters, ruling
And in my own box nje ngezinja
Gatvol for laaities
Who think bayafika
Sommer keep it klipa
Kunzima
Swearing the Game is their meddie
And they've been rock solid
Mara clearly
Ngibashaye ngestina

I got a lot of 'em bitter
Die arme kinders
Het nie 'n idee van my magte
Ek slaat hulle harde en binne
Gotta room full of mirrors so I can see winners
My hood full of killers
Like poverty and dealers
And I'm the anomaly they're tryna sway
Pero, el chico is fuego
Pendejo
I just had to be king of SA

'Cause close to 8th grade
A cast away came
An ashy lad paving
Acrobat training
Noticed that day that
Casper/Cassper been ghost and Nasty ain't C-ing/seeing this
Somebody Tellaman/tell a man I got the Flvme/flame

I know that I've said it
I had to repeat it again and again
No antiseptic
I'm practically breading infected brains
And all I expected is
Mad excretion on any act that's appealing to actually seem
And pass as a rapper leading the train
So pissed
And taking a massive crap on all idiots that are saying
They're sicker than famous actors
Getting syphilis
From ticking their stick of liquorice
Into the sticky abyss of a bitch with the prettiest face

How the fuck a fucker fucking with me for fucking a beat up
Bout to sucker punch a bunch of punks
Thinking that they meet up
To me, bruh
Tloella ho bua masepa
Devil sitting on the toilet
I've been shitting on niggas

And be causing Reaper-Cussions/repercussions
When my demons run out of me
They're gushin'
All the seas are something
I could easily summon
Like the slippery cum of a girl when I speak in tongues
And I burrow into her stomach
Ain't bluffing
Been going nuts when I'm bussin
I'm given out spasms and rushes
How do I not have a few young-ings
It's double or nothing
Been hustling
It's either that or the bucket
Put all in my actions, I'm hunting
Whatever the passion is strutting
Endeavour never lacking in substance
Whenever I drank my dysfunction

Need another bottle of Russian
And EMT
Seen 'em squabble, and fussing
Cause I got TNTs
Molotov's and dozen reasons
Why these MC's
Won't cease to feel the heat from me
I mean
Even Jesus and G.O.D
Said I seep the lake of fire when I speak
No prophecies
Indeed, I'm here for keeps by their decree
They're asking who I be
My name
Is TOD
Nigga