2 Too Dope

Gea
Sixteen
Batta
(Sixteen)

A little bit of the distillate I hit it now I'm lit as shit
Kill it right off the bat like Corona
No time to react its over
Just like an attack from soldiers
With hydrogen blasts
Polka dotted spotted purple clovers burn tight when it's wrapped
Stretching my mind over caps
600 mics in a tab
Close my eyes and put my body to sleep
But my mind keeps on racing like it's tryna compete yeah
They marvel at the marble carving divinity
Father Michelangelo, mother Madonna, and me (Sixteen)
Started coming at me sideways
I hovered above the angles
Like Chris angel
Felt some way so I covered myself in angels
I'm a blessing I'm a Bengal jungle shaman getting mangled
And entangled with hidden knowledge the universe will dangle
I'm a reptilian shape shifting chameleon
Changing into a million different poisons carcinogen
I'm in again, water
Humanoid like Luca boy
Mind state altered from the Ruger want to shoot a toy
Reconnaissance with operatives I'll rob 'em with a future ploy
Overthrow the rulers, Shaka Zulu, block's a zoo too
Block the voodoo, doctor kookoo
Watch my YouTube
Got to blow up like a rocket
Sliding rock and I'll blow through you while I move with joy (aye)
I cop the Gorilla glue, twisted spin like a centrifuge
I'm in need like a destitute
Restore it to my former state, restitute
Rest in peace the rest of you
Is resting with the inner you
Infinite loops, I did it too
2 too dope in a Cadillac
Adding the asterisk
Resisting arrest and then trafficking
Beat the case because I always have a plan with the camera man
And my pack is legal riding with that bomb in Afghanistan
Yeah
I'm getting lost while I'm within myself
Motor function loss and I can't talk so ain't no getting help
Travel back to source like Neo revitalize energy, then
Come back and spread love like there's ten of me
Giving out a hundred thousand hugs
A drunk centipede on drugs
Got the remedy it's love
What were meant to be
Picasso, Dali, 'Batta, eM-16 the best that be
Timing is everything, I'm fondling destiny God

T-Timing is everything, fondling destiny God
(God)
T-Timing is everything
(Gea)
'Batta

Cambatta with a M-16
Is Malcolm xxx to next extreme
The best
Me rapping is how I express screams of pain
Fire and smoke I vent esteem, then rain
If stack all my rhymes pad and climb it
My head will be in the clouds where the jets get seen
Beyond mental space, Eminem gets schemes
I write words of gods then I let men read
I planted all of the trees then I let men breathe
Then water the seeds with blood your dead flesh bleeds
Blood is the ink my red pen needs
I sit on a pile dead MC's ('Batta)
I always end my abc's with Y
Cause I rather wait until I'm dead then get z's
Reality is just a death bed dream
My life is a compilation of the ten best scenes
('Batta)

My life is a compilation of the ten best scenes
Timing is everything, fondling destiny God
(Sixteen)



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Carbone, Darnell Walls, Manuel Perez
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