This that boat full of bolivian holdin chrome colored obsidian
U even get within a stones throw of my throne bro?
I swear on my mothers own soul ill Blow ya dome into oblivion
Got ya boy faded. Barely walkin stable.
I'll come in ya crib...run thru the fridge then ddt ur dog thru the coffee table
---those were cool. Wasn't feelin razor Ramon line, u was just writing random shit at that point lol.
Vs.
this revolver im grippin kiss da back of ur neck like moms on hospital visits
call it commitment; long-nose on my side like the tag tourney & I STILL flawless you with it
--- lmaooooo that's fire
push free-weights harder or get checkd at ya doorstep like sweepstakes offers
Ull see da heatwave partner w/ full clips to split ur wig on the floor; Brutus the Beefcake Barber
Slash bags mental - 2 down & across lean this square; hashtag symbol
Drum ring off the Thompson - i mash that cymbal to give u wings in the clouds like Batmans Signal.
--- more fire.
Overall: bags had an aite verse but I was really feelin inf shit.
V. Infiltration
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