32

Hear me out though (Yeah)
I figured I do this joint in 32 Bars
Yeah, It's Early Rebel shit
Feel me?
Listen
As time pass in 32 bars, I'm getting at magic
The pen scorch don't be playing with matches The visual tragic
With visceral tactics
That mark is smart until you deal with theatrics
The record flop because of hideous acting
I paint with an Impressionist passion
The copious caskets
Corrosion infractions
My script is naturally imposing disasters
Many numbers can't compete with my factors Alotta niggas jumped ship u see the rings and The rafters?
Couldn't let you in like Canada done did to the Raptors
It's blasphemy the joy you get from claiming the Rapture
In a second know I'm coming with a beam for a Bastard
Tic for a tactic
Tripping like a nigga off acid
No need to be flashy
Tim Duncan drippy with fashion
Swinging like Cassius
A detriment to meet me with clashes
Leaving with slashes, gashes and mourning the Passing
Like a greeting niggas questioning the fuck had Done happened?
A decimation that more resembled a practice
The women so impressed how I display the Vernacular
Aiming is accurate entertain so know that he Capping
Snatching his chain to get his squad up for Reaction
Who you impacting
When bars turn you round like it smacked 'em? Making a classic legacy defined as elastic
Niggas be hacking like Shaq with his back to the Basket
Leaking the slaps but purchases are still too Immaculate
Softer than fabric the touch that you have on the Masses
Hesitate to blast when calibers is something to Bat with
I'm Aaron Judge slugging with a hitter I clap shit
Yeah (Yeah) (Yee) (Uh)

Metaphorically speaking
You know what I'm saying?
I really do this shit
It's Early Rebel shit uh