Tokyo Drift
You couldn't fit in my sauconies
I'm here to leave a foot print follow my lead
I'm the leader that the hood sent huh building
With griots on pyramids of Kheops
When niggas used to beat box on Liberty and Kelox
Soul searching at the book stores
Book whores in couture
But sat with the realest that's what
I stood for I keep my head moving
In the valley them niggas do you foul and
Smoke a doobie in the alley got with Clyp
He got me shooting out in Cali
We nasty master the art should never put it pass me move
With the thoughts of Goliath
None of y'all can match me brutal with these tunes
I'm the Apache ruffian rap in the exact key
As Michael as a latchkey
Looking out the window it's exactly
High noon for you to die soon tryna catch Zs Honesty
Yo honestly, dispatch the first responders
I lurk inside your conscious like verses from Pharaohe Monch and
Pharaohgamo cognizant compare me not to none of em
These peons gonna hate, but the juggernauts is loving it
We represent a covenant, we keep sacred
They talking drugs in their raps years later
Caught crossing the street naked
This is boss basics, hand gestures ostantatious
Also the greatest my train of thought is gated
A native with the tongue the guns blazing on the mundane
Big Pun vein, getting dumb brain to numb pain
Bills unpaid, I'll get to you back later, like a curl activator
On a Mali train bumping some Ali Vegas
A child of nature gave you candy just to acclimate ya
Mostly an alchemist finally caught it like Adam Frazier
My brush hits way deeper than a make believe drug flip
I made believers outta hundred weekly when I bust clips
My skin sun kissed, my kin son gets
Anything he needs in perceived comforts
I feed dumb kids dumb deaf and blind also dumb kids
From dips I hit summits, that bitch humming
In the loop Clypto, he knows his shit yo fuck a drum
My voice percussion for the slums
High consumption
Big man on the block
The one you talk about behind his back
But when it comes to the wax
You a mommas boy
Drinking soy milk, I destroy filth
Duck the cops and avoid guilt
I take posses down, whole teams and collectives
I'm answer it any age, OGs and newcomers
Alkaline that toxic shit stay removed from us
I'm counting bands you running behind advances
Ja Morant leaner dunk on your bastards
Who the champion?
I'm here to leave a foot print follow my lead
I'm the leader that the hood sent huh building
With griots on pyramids of Kheops
When niggas used to beat box on Liberty and Kelox
Soul searching at the book stores
Book whores in couture
But sat with the realest that's what
I stood for I keep my head moving
In the valley them niggas do you foul and
Smoke a doobie in the alley got with Clyp
He got me shooting out in Cali
We nasty master the art should never put it pass me move
With the thoughts of Goliath
None of y'all can match me brutal with these tunes
I'm the Apache ruffian rap in the exact key
As Michael as a latchkey
Looking out the window it's exactly
High noon for you to die soon tryna catch Zs Honesty
Yo honestly, dispatch the first responders
I lurk inside your conscious like verses from Pharaohe Monch and
Pharaohgamo cognizant compare me not to none of em
These peons gonna hate, but the juggernauts is loving it
We represent a covenant, we keep sacred
They talking drugs in their raps years later
Caught crossing the street naked
This is boss basics, hand gestures ostantatious
Also the greatest my train of thought is gated
A native with the tongue the guns blazing on the mundane
Big Pun vein, getting dumb brain to numb pain
Bills unpaid, I'll get to you back later, like a curl activator
On a Mali train bumping some Ali Vegas
A child of nature gave you candy just to acclimate ya
Mostly an alchemist finally caught it like Adam Frazier
My brush hits way deeper than a make believe drug flip
I made believers outta hundred weekly when I bust clips
My skin sun kissed, my kin son gets
Anything he needs in perceived comforts
I feed dumb kids dumb deaf and blind also dumb kids
From dips I hit summits, that bitch humming
In the loop Clypto, he knows his shit yo fuck a drum
My voice percussion for the slums
High consumption
Big man on the block
The one you talk about behind his back
But when it comes to the wax
You a mommas boy
Drinking soy milk, I destroy filth
Duck the cops and avoid guilt
I take posses down, whole teams and collectives
I'm answer it any age, OGs and newcomers
Alkaline that toxic shit stay removed from us
I'm counting bands you running behind advances
Ja Morant leaner dunk on your bastards
Who the champion?
Credits
Writer(s): Hassan Thomas
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