Acapella (No Sound) (19:59)

shit blap blap body bagged spittin bullets strapped no iron toted spittin hollows like harlow but ima shit on jack whats poppin jaws crack ball bat to his noggin no gun in my lap but ima problem now this shit capped i was born to snap ina suburban. drunk and swervin hope i dont crash hope the seatbelts working cuz bitch i be movin fast goofy rappers soft like rubie underdog like rudy off the bench helmet strapped ima get the sack 4 and 10 they cant rap so who da fuck called em then ibe goin off like ah missile did i got smoke like ima burn it to ah crisp but they not wantin it wantin this i got the questions down planted deep within just to awnser them plz come amd hit this bitch roll it up smoke it tills gone keep inhalen it it be stong have yah lost stumblin forgetin how to walk shit homie still locked up but bars be where he perfer to live he just used to it been a min he truly lost his witts no feeings hate is all they get brother still isolated in confined in seg he communicate thru the pen no securius commesary or visits life be wicked lived but maybe he seen the bullshit amd seen to much of it over n over again what are friends friends put wounds from knives in my skin loved a bitch but that bitch dipped havent seen her since she would ju raw asf like she sucks dick while i nap you was born to act i cant feel yah raps i was born authenic opposite of wack get wacked bitch slapped lackin caught sidetracked you dont got what i have big facts you been irrelevent since you fell out ur mamas ass and this be what is seen fake artifical fabricated full of greed ou dont got no love you talkin gang but youve always had it made neva had it bad white but rockin black tees with the face if luther king on the front in white n black like old tv screens helen keller what is color i cant see ah thing you rap bout shit that wont fit inside yah grave silver plate mom and dad play dates always knew where u was at ima artist rappers get sidetracked body bagged im from the bottom i tell tou bout lots of shit i neva had back to back 38 with 6 fuck drake i be lit ugh i be it clownin on his shit john gasey bury them underneath my foundation name engraved this shit wasted out my face cuz im tell yah ass to sit flow be wavy everybody play pretend be full of shit im here to flush the toilet and piss on the lid ima masty fuck goin global like lil baby where the baby at cuz im mobile body rap action pack like big 30 except i got extended mags and shit be heavy ima empty that mfkas make it global just to turn to lfaggs ugh and ik they dont want the smoke cuz ima firecracka lit to blast qnd if they do then all they gotta do is ask but they wont im the cuz this flow gellato mix with green crack soitn hollows like im harlow except jack get waxed like gas and matches cuz these rappers supa cappin straigh faggots after they say the same shit as erybody else be rappin big trappin whippin collectin bags and totin flow be magic sick with it maggots dope flow have yah they asleep so enjoy the nap whats popin get up of the stage you trash mama told me neva quit i love it when dey laugh cuz im spittin gas annd this beat be my bitch i break her back inn no cap heres the caption pure swag im the captin call me jack sparrow cuz the cannons blasten drippin like the candy off the caddy frame spittn bullets like im strapped even if i aint im numb to life like the cain cuz cant feel a thang all my feelings been erased baby you dont love me i fuck you ugly and you decide to stay i gave my love away now my love wont eva be the same its replaced by hate smile covers up the mood when it rains ugh now my aggression is intercepted by da shade put this 45 in ah rappers mouth and make em say my name a adolescent ppl neva wanted much to do with me ppl sayin shit that they dont mean