From the recording Desolate Lands
Lyrics
Hook
We take a slice of bread then we make a loaf/
The circles small, prick ya finger then you Take a oath
Art of war, we humble em and then we take control/
Raw no baking soda, dog, hope u takin notes/
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Rappin raw straight up out the Pyrex/
pockets bulgin like a bicep/that’s how I flex/
u got some gall/u think u hard, nah not at all/
u soft as a cotton ball/watch ya jaw/for I knock it off/
Im whippin words up in pots and jars/hard like chewin pasta raw/
flyin saucer bars/Every line inner connect/enter my mind/
my intellect energized/look alive cuz I been a threat/
relying on the God in me no mystery, I’m in the booth shootin like pistol Pete/
this a breeze/my whole life is like a lucid dream/
infectious like a new disease/got em sayin is who is/
Ayo it’s sub who u thought it was?/
got it out the mud most of y’all jus bought ya buzz/
you kno the fame is a grave addiction/I made something outta scraps like slaves and chitlins/
Verse 2 Dango Forlaine
Dope shit
Swan hypnosis I got explosives strapped to the house of the potus
(Take notice)
The goldsmith
Watch me hang niggas wit no rope
It’s the most potent
Virtuoso Like Josef
My island floating
Like Ali part seas like Moses
No rift between me and my team we taking oaths bitch
Swanny lead the culture
Telepathic force choke ya favorite rapper
Make him submit to the utmost
My scenery cutthroat
Greenery much growth
Profits abound exceedingly because my cuts gross
Off top,
Isis
Meteor strikes hit ya dome split ya wig like we tryna search for lice
It’s the Christ
Take a seat before ya get beheaded
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