RIGHT 2 BE HOSTILE

The Tasmanian Devil's liable to get ya
He's a mean, viscous, nasty, no good, baggy-eyed
Marble-headed ignoramus
He's a stupid
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Devil tryna go and put us back in a noose
You better duck, duck before they snatch ya Canada goose
We barely passing in school, more used to passing a tool
Was calm, collected and cool, now I'm back to acting a fool
You said you aiming at who? Ayo, I'm planning a coup
Too many rappers just target practice, they whack in the booth
My pen and pad is a work of madness, I'm Kwame Nkruh
Mah, you be surprised to see the damage I do
Spit 'til I'm cracking a tooth, sick like I'm catching the flu
My Order 66'a kill these kids like Anakin do
The burden taxing, it prolly rip through the average dude
In high school you was the man, homie, fuck happened to you?
Ayo, we chant down Babylon until the clock stop ticking
I keep my armor on in Ramadan, the plot gon' thicken
Y'all more Comic Con, it's obvious, I'm not gon' listen
When its more feds in the street than when a white girl
Go missing, nigga

I got a right to be hostile
I got a right to be hostile
I got a right to be hostile
I got a right to be hostile

My schematics a map of supreme mathematics
I'm passing phantoms, my canvas my key apparatus
They rather pack us for practice where we catching passes
I patch the plans up and black up to blasting back at masters
I even slap the pastor, lights, camera, action
Lets see who hands is faster, I spaz and hatch a stanza
These devils ask, I answer, I had to fasten blasters
I seen a lotta ghosts, they never match or resemble Casper
Was never friendly, they'd rather end me, I'm grasping a semi
I know fear stronger than love, we study Machiavelli
I'm Makaveli, trained for combat, the tactic is deadly
'Cause they can shoot at any moment, step back and a hesi
I know they taxing us plenty, so grab the strap and I'm ready
Beware the beast of Babylon because we sit in the belly
Until the warring is over from boulevards to Angola
Only south I know is south of the Canadian border, nigga

I'm tellin' you, man, Catcher Freeman is real
He go around from plantation to plantation
Freein' all the slaves and shit
He's like fourteen feet tall, got trapezius muscles and biceps
Crazy, he's just no normal nigga, he's a super nigga
He's like a, a- black ass Batman, if you will, who can fly
Underwater
Haha, wait, how they know who Batman is?
Stop interrupting!
Ha, that's ridiculous! I don't even know who Batman is
And what's your plan, house nigga?
I bet you don't even want to escape, all on master's nuts