1968 Bordeaux

(Wolf the Human
Wolf the Human, don't you go assumin' different
Ah
Ugh, are you feelin' me yet
Let's go, listen
Listen)
1968 Bordeaux
Yeah, you know me quiet
Triple stud outside the belt
Bitch, call me Orion
Burning man, the plan is that we riot
Jay-Z flow
Seal the wound, clean the cut and Shawn Carterize it
Drop a truth bomb on this bus
Call it Nagasaki
Hiroshima, the kosher lunch
Has got me walkin' funny
Zombie mumble
I crumble my fumbles up like cookies
Dumbfounded, like Trump, I'm scum-grounded
Make my money
I got that Jigsaw blush on
See-saw punch off
Rock em sock em
If they ain't talkin'
Then they get cockblocked
Jaw-locked
Punch the clock
Bitch's got the pop claws
Applause for the plausible
Impossible grade knock-off
Straight As, my allies
Pengame, I'm baptized
They-them no mayhem
Haters kiss my backside
Full swing, back 9
Dull king, Sweyn fine
Kahoot with my boot
Motherfucker, you're out of touch guy
Stained white couches, Kennedy beef with Hoffa on TV
I'm the Irishman, flip the digits
I paint houses for free
Shimmy the hole
I'll explode it like dvds
VHS theft
Very Heavy Shit
Let it breathe
My smoke rises
Steam builds on top of the train tracks
Plain man can't explain the pain from a wage gap
Stay strapped
For main cash
Or lame stacks
I refrain from what I gain
Bitch
Let me hang when you need slack
Excalibrium
I pity them
Pulling swords out of crack'd stones
Who's pickin them?
Ricochet the hit again
Shots fired
Holy shit, you're always missin them
Yeah, you kneel or succeed, bitch
Your god has stopped listening
Pews on new chops
Just wait until my fuse stops
Dynamo but kinda slow
I roared it off that rooftop
This is my anthem
Don't throw tantrums if the mood flops
Catch 'em and patch 'em up
Cause
I'm the alpha on the boom box



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