Lethal (feat. Brad Thomas)
Roc
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I kill rappers, the piff packer, my kicks dapper Focus on your passion for this art and get rich after A sick bastard, I'm one you shouldn't fool with Bitch I ain't the kid you remember you went to school with They handed me the blueprint, so I went ahead and used it Polished up my skill set and stuck it in my tool kit Assemble deadly rhymes, hit a beat from behind I'm a dick, no I'm a nice guy, guess I'm on the borderline The underground overlords, we came to throw you overboard Bumpin' different genres while I'm puffin' on that Bulbasaur Got enough tree, yo my jars stuffed and furthermore My girl she went green and she's livin' just like an herbivore This I never heard before, somethin' about the perks of war I'm 'bout to smash shit like the green dude with the purple shorts We're too persistent, you're too simplistic, you clueless prick It's sick, I'll leave you driftin' on a boogie board Yeah Back with a vengeance, rap like it's Christmas Best if labels don't sign me, I'm bad for they business Y'all seen me kill the game, now I'm blastin' the witness Pull the rocket out my pocket, bruh I'm lackin' forgiveness It's the asthmatic who raps fast with his hat backwards Spasmatic, don't lack practice, I smash cowards My crew ill like Dru Hill You fools couldn't be harder than us if you popped a couple of blue pills Get it, I do this so gratuitously I'm Mike Posner, all these haters think they cooler than me 'Cuz I'm the only ginzo who ain't got no goons in the street But I'll still whack you on a track, so it'd be foolish to speak Freeformer, yeah my face ain't got no razor scars Squad got a couple o's stored up in some mason jars I truly kill suckas with my Louisville Slugger Last of a dyin' breed, homie come and fly with me Lethal ploys to eradicate all these wack clowns Man down, I drop a pipe bomb in the trap house Shovel up what's left and then bury it at the campgrounds Go back after and scrub the stains with a ShamWow And that's how I really feel about these new chumps, it's screwed up I'm tryna hear some shit that gives me goosebumps Played your shit in front of the dog and my buddy blew chucks You're fruit stuffed, refer to KTM for a tuneup Deliver more rhymes Now everybody be tryna battle me like KRS in a grocery store line But it's cool though, on tracks I'm saucy like menudo Send y'all off to Pluto for fakin' like some pseudoscience Recruit all tyrants for the brutal violence Tackle fools like the New York Giants They removed y'all eyelids, yeah y'all sleeping while awake But I'm too busy droppin' gems to fiend and die for papes
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Written by: Brad Thomas, Rocky VanDergriff
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