1st. 48 Barz

The third time's the charm ain't it (ain't it man)
You understand that
The karma's bout as charming as Harden without his step-back
Alarm to aggressors before the get back
It's probably not in your best interest, you need to dead that
Vance
The Cipher God I said that
I see a lotta you niggas be needing wet naps
You in the presence of Divine lyricism
I embrace the climate change so you can brace for cataclysms
Brainstorming
Earthquake explosions
Causing wildfires, with words forever potent
I Terence Crawford these niggas, look ya mans down
From Midwest to the MidAtlantic I wore crowns
I kept the fiends geekin'
I left them niggas beefin'
I'm on a beach eatin'
Tight vagina seekin'
When the king shows up, the jester throws up
It ain't no more games to be played, so get 'cha flows up

Now why the asshole vibes
These lonely ass bitches trying to front on they live
These silly ass niggas give 'em ammo with lies
They feed into the dopamine and hopin' it flies
Oh yeah they try
But yet and still they can't neutralize
A nigga of this caliber you can't supervise
However, whenever, but, you must realize
Them stars in yo eyes must get dimmer with time
So best to use it wisely, and
Don't cross no lines
Or get yo lip swole up like yo TT on wine
I ain't pullin' punches, protectin' myself at all times
Jealous muthafuckas be punchin' below the belt line
I E.Q. 'em, then I D.Q. 'em
I'm skippin' Dairy Queens
I favor water with dark juices
Blackberry molasses, while I'm clappin' asses
I set the mood in this bitch, like champagne glasses

The way I came up, we never gave passes
Grade school fades matured to gang action (strapped nigga)
It didn't matter the faction, only the chain reaction
Tell a nigga what's happenin', and bullets get to clappin'
Now what the fuck is a playa to do
I try to give these niggas game and the steady refuse
I hit the hesi with the euro-step in Bally shoes
Yes ya'll muthafuckas need a change of tune
And I'm just the mechanic
With a hammer to tap it
That spine, so gimme mine or I'm spinnin' that ratchet
I heard you sparkin' energy and I'm ready to match it
Them bars is ass out yo face and I'm ready to smack it
This is the Magnus Opus
Minus the hocus pocus
Bump it in the Denali
Or max the Ford Focus
Civilians need to call the law (why)
This is the first forty-eight bars, and I declare reverse raw
(That's war my nigga)