Love 1st - Intellectual

[Intro]

Hey now

We've just been focused

Tryna get my weight off

I don't think you really love me like you say you do

[Verse 1]

This is how I start it off guys

"ALL PRAISE TO THE MOST HIGH"

Kill 'em all just both eyes, closed

Yeah, I did it. Why the fuck I need a co-sign?

I feel like I got it

If I don't I will grasp it

Firmly, I'm wordy with the shits

Man, I think I need captions

Well, bitch just quote this

You see us posted

Forever Golden, we stylin'

Can't catch me local

I'm off the coast

Up in South Beach

Or chillin' in Atlanta

Tana's been fucking with them ratchet private dancers

They be poppin' asses, paying for their masters

Degree, bout action and

I don't ever sweat y'all

I make tech, draw

And it's gone do all the work for me

Deploring artists

All you do is just bore me

Starving artistry

And you hear me roaring

Lion's Den resident

Eatin' contenders

Boy, fuck your feelings

Roll with my niggas!

"I'm just gone roll with my niggas!"

Boy fuck your vision

Boy fuck your cousins and children

Papas and Uncles and Women..

My brother Skee comma Puppa turned 20 with a magnum

And he ain't afraid to blast it, if you talking or you actin'

(And he gone do it!)

It's hella vicious, on the mission for the chicken

Almighty, if I don't trust 'em we ain't doing business

[Bridge]

"We are now experiencing some distortion in the space time continuum. Please stand by."

Crash-landed far from home

I don't know where I'm going

Police tryna call me home

They couldn't be God right?

Lend me your time

[Verse 2]

Just knock it off

Yo, you rappers are far from soft

I'm coming off the top, like darkskins with no bras

Who want the raw? I've been choppin' dope into bars

So just call me up when you need me, that's word to the Holocaust

I rip a rapper, in a second, if he's talkin' Smith & Wesson's

I'd body him for his necklace

So hit me up if you need a shell

I'm gassed up sick, Sickle Cell, wish 'em well

Popping not stopping until I empty the cartridge

This is the arrest of the cardiac

Vascular, having heart attacks

Gasping in double oxygen

Clutching and grabbing cotton..

Upon your V-Neck

And nigga we next

Mud City Menace

[Outro]

BREAK YOUR MOTHERFUCKING NECK!

(HE GONE DO IT!)