Yeah
It’s one of them heavy late night smoke sessions
Dope gold sessions
Someone is trying to phone home a rape tone
Flintstone, I’m bringing fire and brimstone
Kimbo, I’ll have a slice of chin bones
nigga be livin' in limbo
A crescendo
I’m a digital devil that dwell in Nintendos ho Devin the dude on that medicine endo, like
Slevin I’m cool when I’m cappin' the windows broke
?Heaven is over? there was seven devilish hoes
That wanna sever my clothes and get fucked flat on the floor
And so I meddle with those on my level
From my fuckin' head to my toes I be bustin' rappers
Got that stress in my soul
I confess I’m restless and bold
I’m possessed by the best on the road
We blessin' the and so we Messin' up folks that be broke with a chest made of gold
Like lethal weapon, I blow, not unload
my nigga
I stack the hatchet slashes your back
Down to your ass crack now who was that cat now
Black out, hard to track down we attack foul
Hyena pack hear us laugh loud
My rap style was born in the back of a crack house
Where they pull gats out and slap your fat mouth
Real talk, walk the walk, and I kill 'em
They might make millions, but I’m never going to fill 'em
Hills have eyes pillon chillin' ?ice/I's? skrillin'
Might feel 'em in your back when the venom’s in effect
Veteran not yet but forever on the map
I raise hell up in this game like the devil got my back
And yes he does, let me just give you that deadly rush
Get a judge to come shut down this mega block
Got your skull above the fireplace
Sippin' chai tea by the flames with a smiley face
I’m coming with that incredible skill
More than an expert that hurt niggas
Heads blow off like daffodils
I wake up Sundays get my fill
You raised the white flag my energy bar always full, son
The look on your face like you’re in a bull run
I’m terrifying, I summon beings from Orion
To visit me in dreams teach me the secrets of slying
Big head scientists hack the mind of a lion
Cryon python take that last bit of oxygen
My flow tougher than rocky chin
You want the best blow lock me in You wanna see grams I won’t be comin' back with? no chin?
I’m comin' back with Dope, Skits Vicious, and The Reaper
Out the lab with a beaker of the shit we made the ether
Simon Peter, mind reader, born leader of the
Shape-shifting alien creature, homosapien breeder
Trust I know my niggas
I know how my think, man
I’m tellin' you, man
This the year, man
Yeah, Dope D.O.D. niggas is goin' hard, man
I’m tellin' you, hard
You know we dealt with other camps in the past
We shut that shit down, you know what I’m saying?
And I’m tellin' you right now
We — we fuckin' with niggas that the same caliber
You know what I’m sayin'?
So respect due to all of y’all niggas
I got love for every one of you niggas
Gold mining camp
Dope D.O.D. camp
I feel good about this shit, man