King Of The Pen 3: LSD vs Face Da God

#KingOfThePen3 #Kotp3 #FaceVsLsd #RatchetHick #UkFinest #HoodThreat 💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾 No time for games so let's dispense with the pleasantries/ Im focused on this round, Watch, swinging lefts and rights, like u my enemy/ It's like I don't give a fuck who u r, I'm in a trance, call it hypnotherapy/ Class is in session, so lemme teach lsd a lesson free/ Cuz based on skills alone, I get a top grade, while u fail to replicate my style, just replace the A with a letter C/ Hold up, "Alone, replace the A with a letter C"/ See I'm saying u a clone, and the best that u will ever be is a lesser me/ So even if u get a 10/10 for effort g/ If we mark ya content, u only getting like a F or G/ Bro if u claim u gangster, I say F a G/ Cuz I'll put the flames to this poor excuse for a man, like I'm burning an effigy/ Do I need to spell it out to u homo? That's multiple ways of me basically stating that ur a blatant F.A.G/ Fag. I'm dropping lsd this round, and I ain't talking bout an acid trip/ So if I say I stay high, its cuz I'm on a whole other level that surpasses his/ He can claim he's bringing weapons to blast me with/ But I'm like bro, I usually do this shit for free, so when there's money on the table, the only way u seeing me taking rounds if u talkin bout that stack of chips/ Face stays anonymous, so when I'm infiltrating your defenses, to hack ya shit/ That ain't a digital threat, naw, u getting pressed when the axe connects/ I mean the axe to neck fast and quick/ Will have u looking like a headless corpse, flapping limbs/ Spasming like u had a fit/ Lemme ask u this/ How Tf can u be dropping nbombs when u look whiter than white, fuckin ratchet hick?/ I'm telling u straight, I ain't the one u wanna try those tactics with/ Cuz on this field of play, I'm bringing more than bars alone a (Barcelona) battle with me, messy (Messi) I'm top tier while at best, ur positioned in the midfield like rakatic/ Hold up, Barcelona, Messi, midfield, rakatic/ If u ain't a soccer fan then u can hit Google to see if the facts I spit r accurate/ Or u can just take my word for it when I say that that shit there, that's a hit/ Cuz the fact is this/ With these rounds I kick, I'm go leave (goalie) u disarmed, shots too hot to handle son, u ain't catching shit/ Naw, I mean these rounds will hit, and guaranteed u won't lift arms, like u a fuckin pacifist