Friday, March 2, 2018

White boy rappin'


I am the idol, strong as all the Adrenalin couped inside you
put up like the golden calf of those who deny you
power to connect you or corrupt implied you
one face, two face and the whole world will try you.

I deal with instruments of god y'all better head nod
when D comes in the room, D will raid your tomb
'cuz amma be around when your life goes boom
you won't see me comin' and I'm comin' back soon

Guerilla warfare on your peoples knockin down your steeples
just because we can we round up and burn your fam
I got an army in my head of the emotionally dead
I could rest on this verse but I gotta kill it instead

I am the impenetrable virus.
The flower that you smell, it entices
you to go, pick it though it may feed ya vices
my woman didn't know till I was deep inside it.

Enemy of the state you gotta kill 'em quick
before he grows and becomes some nasty shit.
I rage and save and you never gonna know
till your either living or dying like Jack the Ripper's ho.

Let me quickly stop because here's the end
we started different back when we began as friends
The lyrical demon took me on a bend
now I'm a million killers so name who you hate and then press send.

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