GODMODE (feat. Consey)
Orochi
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Ay, ay, he told me go crazy, let me go crazy, let me have a little bit of fun Um, okay Look, he told me go crazy, finna go super saiyan, spent my whole life around people who hatin' There's levels to levels to levels to levels to levels to levels of the game I'm playin' Look, don't know what they sayin', they mumble on beats but ain't bringin' no heat If I mumbled on beats better not go spraying Real old clip, talk that tough ain't beat on the shit, vampire flows but teeth on the bitch Beef on you big on B on deep and seeing that shit, they cannot see through the tint All blacked out, drank so much too, never blacked out, say so much shit Till they back out or they come back round, shine get backed out, I ain't on smoke but my brothers on gas now Puff puff then pass it, want smoke with the artist, one track drop that's puff puff you passin' Pen game blastin' wherever your heart is, my brothers are heartless I still got pity but speak of my city, you speak with the sharks bitch I know killers that move like it's Gotham, leave jokers dead in the dark night If it's triggers they got em, a coffin, a bed for the pussy when sparks fly Vivid pictures of horror, a body slumped over, a reminder of harsh times Rural sinners in past lives, reminiscing the chalk lines from the sharp knives Academic career with a hard drive, or a microphone with some hard drive Need the stock rise and my stock price for some large eyes They look at my past for some ammunition, searchin' for scars from a bad condition They never could match me in my division, cause the pen came smart, I'm a mathematician Look, jot down equations, one ball got em shakin' Hoes said they snakin' me, my bitch like a bakery Those G's got some cake and moles got they face when they diss cause they faceless Guess they know who they facin', red dot is Anita, we swift with the placement High in the attic, they raised in the basement Look, born down bad, if you so high why you shout inside You ain't that guy, I am a proud dad, if you my son I'm a deadbeat Where you find my, they ain't close by, you a house rat and I'm so fly Got six teens like a mousetrap, where your hope lie Look, I rap em in plastic, a rapping fanatic I flourish dramatic, it's pen like a wand cause the lyrics be magic Take aim at a spastic, responses are rapid, these pussy hoes cross me They're not like a Catholic What a change, to my face they panic, so switch over text Man I guess it's a habit Look, having fun with the melody, got Orochi on the beat sounding heavenly The written's from pads that I spit on the track Probably triple my racks when I'm 70 Prolifically living my best life, till then I will catch you all next time UK but we'll sell out in the US cause my shit is a best buy aye
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