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Engineered by @roy_lenzo

Lyrics:

Blank canvas , bout to make madness
Black hoodie, black tims, they bandits
Beat up the track then i give it no bandage
Put it on wax and bet it will do damage
Savage, yea but the rhymes so godly
Its why im repping NY like Bobby
Everybody looking at me when the beat dropping
Watch me spit you know itll get bodied
Got’em in range and i come in a rover
Running their mouth then im running them over
Wait till i fucking approach ya
Look at my dad like your son is a soldier
Dont nobody got it like me
Man i got’em on the ropes no muhammed ali
None of yall hot as i be dawg
You aint on my level you are not in my league
Im feeling like an animal in him, im like ugh
Looking like a cataclysm
When i be bodying the beat and i be slamming the rhythm
Im fucking chewing at the beat like it was cannibalism im like ugh
You dont wanna pounce at us
We come through like a thousand trucks
And they dont really wanna rile us up
Dope rhymes im about to bust
So keep it shut like a shaolin monk

Beat drop and they stumbling back im like woah
Aint nobody fucking with that? Im like no
Gotta spit a couple of facts when i flow
Put that drum on the track and lets go
Aint nobody round me gonna back down
Get into the booth and i black out
Everybody wack now
Gunning for the top on the fast route
Put down the kush and im really spitting crack now
Bitch i be searing the beat
Put on my tape and experience heat
You shouldve listen when people would speak and they told you dont fuck with a lyrical beast
Grind dumb for my team
Dont put trust in all of y’all fiends
Yall get busted jaws if i beef
Thinking i fuck with yall im like please
Its the young minds that my bars infect
And make ‘em all go wild till their calls collect
Until they roll down the road and their porche is wrecked
Then pop shots at the cops to avoid arrest
Grind and i get it
All you can do it just try to prevent it
Homie just know that my mind is a weapon
This aint even luck its divine intervention
Thank god for the blessing im gone

Get me on a beat and everybody know i dead it
But i wait another minute everybody gon forget it
But they better give me credit
Got the bomb and ima set it like a weapon on their head and now their gunning for the medic
But ima do what i choose
Who are yall to define what i do?
Yall would get crucified by my crew
Day that i lose my mind and i shoot
Ima get a AK, Mac, and if they spray that
Ima come thru, roll up in a grey maybach
And my aim aint bad
They gon probably get a weapon but they aint gon be protected by the K they grab

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