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Yoke the Joker

Its timeto yoke the joker

 

 

yo to the emcees that think they could get with me

i wet em like an ocean tide personality like jekyll and hide

which means im a killa slash for short drama no comma imma

brutal emcee eatin' 'em up the best of em im the lyrical cannibal

flesh rent devil sent no need for repent

comin' with wickedness born with 8 flows if ya only knew

******* come in the sets of three im givin' wishes for free

the rap genie aint' comin' to be a hero the black zorro thorrough

shoot up the barrio dead eye hawkin' assassin' blastin'

with the greatest tech mouth shots or physical shots it don't matter

whatever it takes to get the job done

my posse cocked d slapped you *******

you can smoke all the spinach you want and you leave like popeyes

get it naw forget sensitive ******* i knit it

write in graffiti love hoes shape like Nefertiti queen b goddess

never a ***** **** in my encore **** with me and ill bring the war along with gore

******** never been a softie

daddy had to be a gangsta **** hustler drug dealer all summed in one

so i had no choice but to pack a gun

but meanwhile im onto bigger and better things like rappin' on the mic i cling

flows tighter rhan pliers leave emcees wrapped up like cable wires

the sire embraced higher learning spurning over obstacles

turn complexity into miracles

how could i ever fall if i never fall failure not an acceptation

id rather sells drugs and extortion and get caught wit 25 big ones

fed time **** the state time im on the grind one time

always wanna see me fall black man finna rise planet of the apes style

hot and wild j ceasar with these skills i spills sendin' chills

its an ice age all over just say its over when big yosef grab the mic

prepare for fright when i ignite blast through hearts like a cannon

i just smoke ya ya mediocre its time to yoke these jokers

yea

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