satan can’t help me
Satan keeps calling me telling me he’ll make me a baller see but obviously I’m on my own balling gee I don’t need a satanic prophecy to rap my way to the top and crush any rapper who wants to see if they got what it takes to make rowdy bleed I’m a rap anomaly and I’ll probably be hot no matter what cause I got bars for days trapped inside of me inspite of what you think I’m on the brink of blowing up like bombs in a blink my commas come faster than you can think I’m a bastard when it comes to cashing out and you stink thirsty rappers take a drink and get filled up on my verses I’m the worst when it comes to bursting tech nines and drakos on the scene with fine bitches and riches on the side of me niggas know I’m the sickest with this rap spitting gasoline pass this shit off like a hurricane in a dream I’m who you want to be you wanna be the rap massiah taking niggas out with a Mike like a trigger finger rapidly moving with the beat happily toss you in the brink and laugh about it to the bank in prison I had a shank I used it with precision crawling like a tank it’s your decision if you fall off from feeling faint you niggas pass out I just cash out you can’t argue that I’m artist with a talent to paint Picassos stacking pesos yn’s move on my say so shooting drakos you can never say that rowdy came fake though that’s one thing I can say with utter truth other niggas stutter and fumble their words in the booth I crumble the mumble rappers that act tough but don’t know what to do when I act up and get to crushing them on tracks and that’s facts when I’m busting 100 percent proof
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Satan keeps calling me telling me he’ll make me a baller see but obviously I’m on my own balling gee I don’t need a satanic prophecy to rap my way to the top and crush any rapper who wants to see if they got what it takes to make rowdy bleed I’m a rap anomaly and I’ll probably be hot no matter what cause I got bars for days trapped inside of me inspite of what you think I’m on the brink of blowing up like bombs in a blink my commas come faster than you can think I’m a bastard when it comes to cashing out and you stink thirsty rappers take a drink and get filled up on my verses I’m the worst when it comes to bursting tech nines and drakos on the scene with fine bitches and riches on the side of me niggas know I’m the sickest with this rap spitting gasoline pass this shit off like a hurricane in a dream I’m who you want to be you wanna be the rap massiah taking niggas out with a Mike like a trigger finger rapidly moving with the beat happily toss you in the brink and laugh about it to the bank in prison I had a shank I used it with precision crawling like a tank it’s your decision if you fall off from feeling faint you niggas pass out I just cash out you can’t argue that I’m artist with a talent to paint Picassos stacking pesos yn’s move on my say so shooting drakos you can never say that rowdy came fake though that’s one thing I can say with utter truth other niggas stutter and fumble their words in the booth I crumble the mumble rappers that act tough but don’t know what to do when I act up and get to crushing them on tracks and that’s facts when I’m busting 100 percent proof
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