mic check one two

mic check one two one two your weak news mane I go savage in the booth make teeth loose hit a bitch with my backhand like I was batman in Gotham choking out all the two-faced wannabe murder victims ended up missing like the 411 mane killer energy when I am on beats every verse needs a priest baptized in the eyes of Christ look I don't give a care I pull back motherfuckers caps backwards watch it spill out on the pavement stacking up murders like it was pay day Wednesday it's your coffin day better be watchin when I am stepping mane better be respectin the game with this fourtyfour thang in my hand mane yeah it is Mister still inside your girl she let's me hit because of my drugs and Brown eyes it shines so bright might make you bald don't pull my cords I'm out of control like a controller I will rock ya with that boombopp on the 808 track it straight attack like I was gojo satoru I hit with hollow tip and I ain't talking about my coc you better been good because my thick balls need to be licked open up a bit let a real wicked one inside of your ovendoors I just don't sleep I put motherfuckers on ventilators you going to need a gun for me wear a vest because you are not blessed no matter you think I will come Brun down your house with a yeah i don't mess with you because you sound like a bitch and loose I'm like Bruce Lee I never lose you, that's why your girl lookin at me cause I abuse better get a pope try to exercise this devil hoe you in denial i put you in heaven like Stefan mane that's right I'm creeping up in the streets with this blade tucked in looking for another Victor to turn victims I made the room go static when I pull out my 45 automatic lead spray I don't pray get the hell out of my way stacking up Chads today on the light get backlog while I flog off hop up and bounce like a little mouse Mickey