Imma Muncho

It soon be done im that lyrical gangster Koochi with the its mine gator flows im in ya garden no i don't go for the protocol chicken imma muncho straight for them veggies tables got em twelve count me in that makes thirteen on your knott In the shadows where the lost souls wander, Life's a game of chess, but I’m the pawn and the monster, Every corner that I turn, feel the pressure and thunder, Got my mind on the grind, let the hunger pull me under. From the block where the sirens sing a grimy tune, Underneath the moonlight, plotting moves like a typhoon, With a heart full of rage, and a pen like a dagger, Spitting truth in the booth, watch the doubters stagger. Feel the weight of the world, but I carry it proud, In the chaos of the streets, I’m the voice of the crowd, Got my eyes on the prize, never lost in the fog, Step into my realm, watch me rise like a dog. With a flow so raw, it’s like the streets are my canvas, Paint the picture of the struggle, every line is a madness, In the depths of despair, I find light in the anger, It soon be done, I'm that lyrical gangster.