[Verse 1]:

Hi again, it's me hoes

Ridin' with my mijos

Arrivin' at casinos

As I'm lighting up what we rolled

Fly in my tuxedo

High as fuckin' eagles

Biased with an ego

Try us, get your teeth pulled

Your sinuses will bleed slow

I'm tryna strike your cheek bones

These Heinekens will be thrown

Your highness will be dethroned

Got this urge to break your vertebrae to thirds

Used to spit, but nowadays I'll just regurgitate a verse

Word play I'm on the verge to make it worth

All this work I've gave it just to say I'v earned a pay from words

Quick, you're sorta slow

Bitch, I got a soldier's soul

Spittin' till my throat is so

Sick that I need Protozol

System overload

Lyst will give you no control

Listen to this flow to grow

Wisdom from a poet pro

Stuck with rappin' and I managed not to switch plans

You can't imagine how much shit I've had to withstand

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Crazy, how he was patient

And now he's, making shit you copy

I don't say this to be cocky

But it's... X3

[Verse 2]:

Started splashing this ink

Hardest tracks that he brings

They often ask what he thinks

How he thought of that shit he sings

Walk back or get jinxed

While I start slammin' these drinks

Rock my ball cap with a mink

You'z a small cat to a sphinx

We active with grown visions

Magic, the flow-igician

Dope shit, makes hoes listen

Got no clique, just a coalition

I took a mic and chose

To write the most till I arose

Booking flights for shows

Am I supposed to strike a pose?

The way I psych my foes

Reciting notes that I've composed

Cold as icicles

You hoes might go and wipe your nose

All my life I've roamed inside my dome

To find my zone

I found it bro

By downing iced patrons and lighting dro's

On this microphone

I'll strike a ho with lighting bolts

Poltergeist your home

Own your life and swipe your soul

Five Coronas got your baby's momma tryna bone

By the morning her aroma gon' be my cologne

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[Verse 3 ]:

Best reefer with cold wine

Lets creep through my own mind

Lets see what we gon' find

As I get deep as a coal mine

Stress seems to be on high

Less sleepin' but more grind

Wreck beats with these raw rhymes

I sex freaks in my off time

The kid's swipin' your conscience

This might get you nauseous

But I'll stick a spike in your socket

As I sit and strike you with objects

Hit you right where your top is

Then ditch you while your unconscious

Then hitch a flight to the tropics

Keep a trigger right where my cock is

My talent established that

I'll strike down any average cat

That tries surrounding my habitat

Try to challenge this savage rap

Get damaged and that's a fact

Kid scratchin' your cataract

Will shatter your back with bats

My bitch bad and do acrobats

Lyst is on that nonsense spit

Hot shit, you the opposite

Get my cock licked

In the cockpit of a rocket ship

Do I talk too quick?

They can't control the beast it's over B

He's off the leash

Spits his poetry

That's so unique right over beats

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