Sound Bite

Paint my face now you're hearin' a clown right? The flow's Tyson, livin' fear in the sound bite What the fuck y'all want, with a nigga with no marbles Put hearts in a jar then swallow the whole jarful Blind marksman in a ghillie suit, let off With a grunt, while I'm murderin' mini troops They're miniature, many troops in need of a medic, they better wrap gauze I'm a heretic and never pray to a rap god I fling blood on a door, whisper prayers in reverse Cast curse sling blood on a whore Slap the fuck out the Deacon, he's reachin' for that book Set the pages to flames, your lord is a lame, look I'ma invert the crucifix, feast on a virgin Work the word in, use ribs for toothpicks My Strange family crew's loose knit The radio don't even give us no play and we don't give two shits Jason Deevil, define his rhyming illegal While he's takin' warning shots out the eye of an iron eagle Wavy, I battle goons, you mad at whom, you outta tune But I ain't worried, they versed me inside a padded room My vibe humming it come from inside a dying sun Add it to the Saturn moons, Pythagoras find a sum (Living by the sword, my strict diet is by the gun Claiming they not pussy but wet as vagina comes) I'm comin' fresh off the bus, big trees on my brain Run up in the spot, eyes freeze on my frame They looking I ain't trying to duck See what the club cooking up Bad bitch, heaven sent, hellbent on hooking up In the back of the venue, she putting pressure on me No matter how much she push, it's never gon be I swear this lifestyle was never for me I swear to the god of war, I'll never tour free Now I'm swimming in dirty women, let me backstroke I could leave it to beave or be the Eddie Haskell Damn, now I'm coming off like a petty asshole But it's better than buyin' beers for Betty Bashful Hah, What I'm trying to see is some steady cash flow Rain down parade style, confetti with flag flown I'm on a float flying, with dope sinus Sniffing out the lames, I came with co-signage Flame, thrown by him my game, Kobe Bryant If they don't know why, they can blame the flow I ain't afraid to show, shine in my chain Frankly a fraction of what you'd find in my brain Lion to tame, eye on the game Watching my environment change Where many have passed on, only have remained Livewire the game, prolly kick a hole in ya brain If we spinning out of control, ya know I'm rolling a plane Ces so entertain (ing), Never sick with the Gan (grene) Think it could be so wonderful, run with the A (team) I bet you sweating bullets from under the ray (beam) Cause my penis and my pistol do sorta the same (thing) You full of faith, fearful of shit that you ain't seen Fans are repping Ces from here in the middi to Beijing (Is the sandman comin' to give me a daydream?) Putting y'all under the dirt and we getting away clean (I stay in tune with karma, and bare the weight like I'm movin' in water Illuminati's an illusion now use a comma Show me a rap god, Tutankhamun is too uncommon Pompeii when I'm busting, I'm spewing lava And you ain't gotta ask why it works, or backslide your words All you gotta know is we both back, dying of thirst Every session is blessed, I'm baptizing the verse You better hold ya breath when you pass by the church Uh, I put my people on Jack Ryan alert Please pacify the perp in the back buying the shirt Our core fans bumping this track riding to work Mature fans classy as yours, we going worldwide Really we only came for packing the floor, man That girl fly but she's macking the doorman After the show it's back to the tour van Back Packed full of clothes, I'm back on the road)