My focus opens and maneuvers thru… street issues …
And you never really gone until the… streets miss you…
At tilt the blood spills … and the ill’s move… thru tissues
Play the 2 like RIP… then them’ll shells rip thru you …
When I spit it from the blazer tucked like “who knew?”
hit the floor …like what …you’da thought they was a shoe
Spray asses like hot yammy …when the stack blew
Verbal spray hits roaches ..like raid and light do …
Playing Defensive… taking it slow like Tai Chi …
Shake holy ghost .. All in this post like ..“how he?”…
Hiatus…trust back on this bus … and Now we
Gon’ get cha goone on that GET Grown sound G.G.C.
Cultivate that hip hop and music that’s Eclectic …
bombing ova BSP’S …now we on that next shit …
these weak body mcees …is ‘bout to make a exit
If my motives …lost in translation …I’ll still text it
Rhyming with my dick in my hand …when I wreck shit …
And when I take my dick out my pants …I still wreck shit …
got a short… attention span …not a erection …
And if she thinking taking on Zin … change her profession …
I spit …this ...like it’s a promo for my smash game …
Like if it was competition … they’d a 23’d my back maine !!
Hit Jacob’s …and got Zin a fist full of diamond’s …
On demand … de man … Jordan ..not Jacksonnnn…
The champion …
spit in acoustics … Tracy Chapman …
Then bash you with the guitar ….like the Honky Tonk
F..u…c….k . what them haters thought ….