Wicked

strokes of passion

Wicked
strokes of passion

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1 month ago

Everyday sum new More stress N attitude Food for thoughts Stay cool n calm Beer ice cold not Luke n warm Watch ya self When you extend a arm Talking slowly like the don God father Rappin like a warden All these bars can't correct mates Tellin fortunes Kings n queens No check mates Parent portals Skipping like a semester Microphone checker Master of deception Im Christ resurrection Hannibal lecter Rip ya face off no lecture I'm spitting fire it's a weapon Napalm correction shit wicked im too viscous leave ya bleedn needin stitches fuck around find out never win runnin mouths catch you later n squash ya doubts think you hard get knoxked down n out no referee im deadly like that hiv clowin no sesame now days they sell anything addicts for green im a fein for cheese its a race on your mark greatness with every bar i raised the bar nun the lesss im farr from heaven my home im dwelling in tones nd frequencies that take ya feet off the ground envy me yous a clown sown like a blanket im flying over So call me out chumps I throw jabs n lump ya up Wit nasty footwork they hit the lights I'm gone so fast n so furious Thief in the night You like other artist I only do me Write a rhyme Rope a doke Rhythm I'm a natural You beginning I'm off to Neptune Flying right past you Reckless tattoos Droppin wood on bitches Like Bamboo I'm a typhoon Str8 baboon Several screws loose No in between Can't skip the party Droppin dick on hors In porta pottys Non chalanty pass the ganja

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1 month ago

Everyday sum new More stress N attitude Food for thoughts Stay cool n calm Beer ice cold not Luke n warm Watch ya self When you extend a arm Talking slowly like the don God father Rappin like a warden All these bars can't correct mates Tellin fortunes Kings n queens No check mates Parent portals Skipping like a semester Microphone checker Master of deception Im Christ resurrection Hannibal lecter Rip ya face off no lecture I'm spitting fire it's a weapon Napalm correction shit wicked im too viscous leave ya bleedn needin stitches fuck around find out never win runnin mouths catch you later n squash ya doubts think you hard get knoxked down n out no referee im deadly like that hiv clowin no sesame now days they sell anything addicts for green im a fein for cheese its a race on your mark greatness with every bar i raised the bar nun the lesss im farr from heaven my home im dwelling in tones nd frequencies that take ya feet off the ground envy me yous a clown sown like a blanket im flying over So call me out chumps I throw jabs n lump ya up Wit nasty footwork they hit the lights I'm gone so fast n so furious Thief in the night You like other artist I only do me Write a rhyme Rope a doke Rhythm I'm a natural You beginning I'm off to Neptune Flying right past you Reckless tattoos Droppin wood on bitches Like Bamboo I'm a typhoon Str8 baboon Several screws loose No in between Can't skip the party Droppin dick on hors In porta pottys Non chalanty pass the ganja

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