My raps don't have melodies, my raps like I was back to back with Eric B
My raps like I was back at Daps on a leather spree
You 18 and over you can 19th letter me
Y'all will need a City of Gods to try to level me
Singing 'bout a Tower of Babel 'til you forget to speak
Arms too short to box so keep it heavenly
Mines was the opposite of it, I had to stretch sleeves
Pouring wine out a water bottle came genetically
Holy trinity DNA if you spell-checking me
My all-white robe is Off-White like ketamine
Selfie in a frame on the wall where Michael Evans be
The Montblanc pen's breathalyzer full of kerosene
You never would've gathered that you could feel a beretta breathe
Breathe easy like you're Prop Joe, readily
Staring down the barrel of a Sharpie from a set of Greeks
Money spend the same like a yeero and a gyro
Grew up knowing all the superheroes wrote in Hiero
The bag come in fast but the bag come in spirals
Hundred thousandaires with a pocket full of pyro
The technics and the entendres is both in doubles
Mandatory like what it takes to make me a couple
You see me throwing verses then somebody throwing duffles
I'm DMX in a pool hall with a broken muzzle
Fair warning, this is a courtesy call
Stand down if you hear that a murder's involved
Stand down if you hear that a murder's involved
Stand down and remember you heard it from us
Fair warning, this is a courtesy call
Stand down if you hear that a murder's involved
Stand down if you hear that a murder's involved
Stand down and remember you heard it from us, hold it now
Say they wanted all the smoke
Ok, until I'm Matt Barnes at the thought of hope
I'm on the way, gunning at 100 in the car alone
Double park, run in the crib, I still know the code
Pardon me, it's been never since someone parted me
You gon' have to lose the whole you to take part of me
I'm from where a quarter P is lotto in a ground stash
Or, spin the block on a beat like it's a sound bath
I come in here and drown that, pray that I don't notice you
Know my catalog is a Taylor Rooks photoshoot
Good God, Man Boy kitchen in this cook-off
My Franklin Saint Wrangler ain't the only thing that's push start
All this can happen as quick as a critic looks wrong
Body who you praise and now you can write a book on them
The fine literature author, wild Hennessy pourer
Whose grey sweats turned women to Sodom and Gomorrah
It's wicked, ain't it? Pardon the vision, the description came with
I just needed to get this picture painted
Blood baths with who you in the way with
Like "Aye, let's get acquainted!"
Yo, my neighbor taught us to kick the frame in
44 like we Hubert Davis, try to range us?
Knowing I'm from where they sell iron to their neighbors
A husky with a golf club, gnawing over pavement
I came here with three meanings, Skyler the creator
Fair warning, this is a courtesy call
Stand down if you hear that a murder's involved
Stand down if you hear that a murder's involved
Stand down and remember you heard it from us
Fair warning, this is a courtesy call
Stand down if you hear that a murder's involved
Stand down if you hear that a murder's involved
Stand down and remember you heard it from us, hold it now...
