Rapture

Imma Demon Imma Saint
But the beast inside of me
Is ready to feast
Stay out
My way
Or be victimized
Realize it's too late
I'm the reason the rapture
Finally upon the rap game!

Lion menace to society
Because I'm a king that's a menace to society
Gotta stay at the top of the food chain
Well I ripped off my gold
Because I'm off the chain
Let the haters feel the Lee curse pain
Oh my God I ain't Chiseled
But I'll bring a voodoo curse to a hood near you
Call me a criminal for stealing these beats making my own
But I'm way too smooth though
For y'all to call the police on me
These days I be living keep my breath away from all the demons
Even they close
I'm way too hot like the Suns of Phoenix
These haters always got me in they mouth like the birthday girl with 8 penises
No scoop with the shot
Call Of Duty gamer tag Gilbert Arenas
In my bag
But they made like potato sacks
That's why my bands stack
Try and touch it like too much pressure on a rubber band
Watch me snap
Keep making these moves
Like I'm trying to put myself on the map
Lies in my vocabulary
Now that smells like some cap
Females who swear they bad and bougie
Yet the mindset smell fragrance sprayed on the top of dookie woo!

Imma Demon Imma Saint
But the beast inside of me
Is ready to feast
Stay out
My way
Or be victimized
Realize it's too late
I'm the reason the rapture
Finally upon the rap game!
Imma Demon Imma Saint
But the beast inside of me
Is ready to feast
Stay out
My way
Or be victimized
Realize it's too late
I'm the reason the rapture
Finally upon the rap game!



Credits
Writer(s): Dorian Menace
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