XXII

Rap about waps a catastrophe
It's blasphemy she wanna clap on me
But baby let me tell you naturally
No scarred faces like Pacino
But early days seen brown
And outta town and all I seen was kilos
I ain't even twenty two
But we got guns with twenty twos
And I ain't even check the boot
But we seen tonnes and plenty lose
Think we ducks and they the goose
But it was luck they got the crew
So when I say stuff in the booth
Can't give up any clues

It's feeling like a stakeout
Cause if they don't free bro
Might have to brake out
We got snow but never froze
When the jakes out
They want more then our kush to take out
But we dont beat around the bush or fake out
Never stopping till i'm topping all the charts
Till they rocking with my art
Keep it locked in all I drop is from the heart
Flow so sharp labels watching like a shark
But we show no love ain't signing cause we up

Fuck new friends only want new skengs
Two friends now im trynna find the loser
New ends but still come through in a cruiser
Don't need to mention names to prove that
Had to cut off snakes and your Medusa
Leave you bruised up for trynna tax my lines
Woulda lent you that till you stepped out of line
Don't need to prove that we got nines
But what's to lose if they won't free the guys
Probably hate me too if I could see me shine