Hit yall withe styles,
Sights of the godlen child, dropped off by the nile,
Like Moses, god chose this,
Life i live to manifest,
Say it with my chest, im the illist,
Liver than the chillist,
Ice on the screen,
After the friends of the green,
Millionaire to Billionaire,
Close ya eyes and just stare,
Down the beat zone, spiritual rising hones, feel the bones,
Electric shock, hitting so hard til ya head rocks,
Got ya in a pop lock, sparks like flints of the glock,
Stll holdin' saucony, hit the pizzeroni, at the spot name Tony,
Real italiano, but back to this beat soprano,
Making hits, don mafiaso captilize the culture,
Its a family affair, yeah i go there, take a jab at me,
Dodge em like Maywether be, sugar free,
**** that, roll back, like snakes curling up for the attack,
Its the return.of the mack,
Holding smacks,
Across ya eardrums, bass shakin' ya melanin' drums,
Got ya goin' ina crazy dance,as the girls to the boys, get vibin to this,
As The cocoa brother, smooth mic menice this,
Everyhood get the riding to this,
Stamps for the people, dont matter the color so,
I stay an individual, invisible, competition left critical,
For those that tried to perform, after my show,
General warfare, cleanest cuts, with out the use of blades,
Add it to my accolades, every system on ya radio is played,
Guessin' charades, to the critics i serenade, blades of glory,
New scent of gory, hell flury, gleamin' like sparkles of jewelry,
Do my duty nice,
Keep negative lines spliced,
