Basquiat & Picasso
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I'm so Picasso with my pen With a big'o taco in my hand It's like Trancasos to the face When you decide to go hit play Doritos Locos aren't my thang Taco trucks are more pace Meals on wheels. I support my race Nascar wish they can ride this Most of these Rappers cant write like this Some of these trappers aren't dope like this None of these campers can scope my shit All of this factors Inside of this biz I'm giving it grit To whatever the mix And if there's a prick This going to be quick Yes I stay humble Even in rumbles Where all of my rhyme Make you see double You can say I'm like Wilder with his fists And it goes 1, 2 The bar yea I finish it Set it higher than A climbing immigrant Haven't broke a sweat It'll still be a mess Oh cleaning lady goin' be pissed She going be like Why you gotta do them like that Stepping to the mic Like you got some swords in your hands And leaning in Like a kiss inside a romanance But this ain't no slow dance It's that put em up against a lyrical Conan This that KNWN man Ready to go man Paper and pen Coming so potent When I lay text Sponsor this Trojan I'm getting my win Cause i ain't Logan Getting my bread While I get toasted Ambition and will Are my only components To keep it one hundred I'm running the summit You won't see me plummet I'm fueling my endorphins I stay high Like I'm paying rent in fucken the sky I'm checking in I haven't logged in since the quarantine I've been posted up Smoking loud Like a smoke machine I be making clouds Like the H-double-A-R-P I ain't hating on nobody But the haters hate on me This is Phoenicera So you know I got no chill on me Ain't nobody fucking with us If they did we got the heat BetterKnwn is Young Picasso I be on my Basquiat shit Since I was a youngin BEEZY Boy I been getting lit I don't got no bando If your girl want to tango I get down with the mambo Knock her boots like I'm Rango Then Round 2, got more ammo Yea she call me RAMBO Like I'm Van Gogh With a mango In a lambo And el Chapo Got the blanco Don't forget the Draco Thought I had both But I guess so That's a oh no What a low blow Skip to my Lou my darling, Hoes be calling I be stalling yea Tryna make the money But the money tryna make me Nah nigga F*ck you pay me I'm just tryna be ballin' Glide when falling Big dog shit, shit calling Running from my demons But they catchup they ain't lazy Oh lord come and save me
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Written by: Brian Herrera, Bryanth Torres
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