Gio Is Like

Freedom or vision, take a second to see what I envision, trying to be the best on the mic is my mission, putting other rappers into submission, this dog got style but you're in the doggy style position, feeling froggy leaping off the composition, The smoke foggy on my lense messing with my vision, you ain't got the horse power I have so check the pistons, still crackheads on the street when I'm shittin, folding power take golden showers when I'm pissing, got flow bars delivery what else am I missing, so what I wear a suit don't try to be dissing, Just remember if you dis member you get dismembered, flow cold like Antartica in December, you all about to fall like it was September, 9/11 my rhymes are mind bending, you should see how I leave eyes when I aim at your 511s, Walk up to your church during a service and smack the reverend, I gotta click clack the weapon, Brooklyn back and that's what I'm reppin, toss you down stairs when i get to steppin, leave ya seeds all over the floor when I crack ya melon, your crew ain't tough you lack a felon, Dr Scholes don't need to explain why you jellin, smoke a bold spliff from what I'm sellin, left your body cold stiff and smellin, I'm a grave digger that slay niggas you better pray quicker, Think you a giant but I've slayed bigger, you never even played with 6 figures, ever seen this figure, talk shit and get disfigured, I don't use trigger words my words are just triggers, the pig let the cat bounce like tigger, Serving shots at your bars but it ain't liquor, I'm like a disease and virus but a little sicker, your pockets are fat but mine just thicker, better watch what you say before these hands open your ticker, this a stone bench vs a chair made from wicker, if you tick me off I'll toss bullets like a flea flicker, But this ain't a playbook, ask Peter Pan the way I slay hooks, you Don Cheadle the way you play crook, I'm eating a bag of cheetos while bay cook, my mob deep and you stay shook, we all know there's no such thing as half way crooks, illiterate on flows because I never book, The king pushing you up down side to side like a rook, Shots fly when I go for the jooks,