Arms Dealer

Yeah
We are not the same, I am a

Oh, you talkin' shit? Had your bitch swallowin' dick and kids
Just wait until the harvest, you'll never see any other bitch again
I'm sickenin' and stricken with a sickness for the vixens that won't ever end
Just lookin' for a hole to slide this big ole dick up in
So let me begin, I got the juice like I'm Toby (yeah)
And you could say I'm low-key seasoning
Just tryna connect to the dead's with no medium

Oh, this heathen sins (huh) As if that's the type of stuff he's believin' in (nah)
Biting the apple on Eve again, to plant the seed in her semen to grow the tree of knowledge
My thoughts are deepenin' and heart is sinkin' in, I still compete to win
I feel complete when I add in my freak to the beat, I'm bomb and just released the pin (boom!)
I'll tweak and mend the game 'til in your brain my music seepin' in

Feelin' so crazy and runnin' through phases, that's why my name is Joker
My lady just want me to love and to hold her, my brain is just sayin' to poke her
Maybe that's how I show my emotions
Maybe I'll change when I get older, maybe I'll slang the white (got soda?)
Nigga just wait 'til I'm in motion, with pockets stretched like a locomotive
Invest in your head so mind controllin'
But we'll all be fed, and I'll have y'all's mind open

Instead of the swines' erosion (yeah), I know you'll like my potions (yeah)
So many flows, you can ride my wave across the ocean (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Nigga you lame, I spit while roastin', all the same 'cause you bit an old one
Can't be contained when I get goin' like an arms dealer, moves in concealer
My foundation couldn't be realer, thy patience must find libation, dried by Satan
Always tryna bring it back like thriller, like 'em, I'm a killer
Killer, killer, killer, ah, shit!

I'm tryna deal in arms, go bar for bar
Just give me a shot, and I'll be harm, I'll go far
Won't be Pac, I came from far
More like Spock, brain still go hard with no street card
They aim for ya boy, ha!

Come back and end 'em, you know I'm supplyin' the venom
Those hopin' demise, I have no feelings, despised by the guys 'cause of women
I'm deep in her thighs, got her sinnin', she shine so bright, pussy glistenin'
Oh my, is that your misses? She can't stop or resist this, added the wife and now it's business
Need eight more chicks to split kids with, know what they say, takes a village
Stray spray and spillage (Mayday! He killed 'em!) I paint the ceiling then raise the ceiling
I'm chasing cake with filling, I race for feeling and hate dilemma
I break what they concealing, and taking their members

Bad bitch, mixed breed, still mangy mutt
Dangerous sluts get paid for what? To have fake tits and show fake butts?
I mean, I'll have respect if it's not nuts for bucks
You strife, won't wife you up, slide as my lil' pup
In time, I'll prime you up, won't lie when I discuss
But sly disgusts, once I'm high won't ride with us
If you just lie to find some nuts, if I'm high, a spine I'll crush
Won't lie, you might die when I sober up

What the fuck? (Damn)
Like, no, really, just what the fuck were you thinking, bitch?
What the fuck? (Next)

Expressions are always on my checklist of impressions (huh)
Need to make my head spin in a good sense, like speak on them imperfections
Do you need a therapist but suck at sharing? I wonder every day where my head went
Maybe I have some hidden pain I've been quellin'
Besides, my grandma was like my whole life, but then she died, but who am I tellin'?
Known of or not these guys still tryna slice my melon, I tried to tell 'em
I don't throw signs or slide with the felons, but they still tried, a couple got buried alive

Yikes, bye