[Verse]
The pen's wicked like my mind on the grind
I then stick it, define what is mine, and it's time to shine
Lines of rhymes of the same kind, can't distinguish it
I spat too much of it, I walk with extinguishers
Some flops don't even know what extinction is
But too late man, they already stink of shit
They can't think of it, but I'm inking it
You least expect it then clink you're hit
Darts
Stocking up on these beats in Coles carts
Old farts be looking, waiting for when the cold starts
Searching through all my old bars for the gold parts
Then all quiet waiting for the drop, then it all departs
Lyrical gunfire, click clack boom
They didn't know I'd drop the shit that soon, youse all sitting ducks
And then there's us in the cuts, not giving fucks
Give into us, looking villainous when triggers bust
Rock up with SMGs, you'd better SMS or SOS
Cause OMG you F'd with, one of the best, it's no contest
FFS give it a rest, you're no emcee
The flow and speed is so deadly
Though many, so very, denote any
Motherfucker who can't spit, it's like they go no saliva
Hide out while we searching just to mobilise the liar
They're like damn JAY you're really sounding confident
Yeah I'm tryna make a momument and I'm, less tolerant
And I'm, back to bombing shit in the cockpit for no profit
You think this is wack? Cunt get off it
A plain reminder just the slay with a rhymer
The pages are kinda evasive and wind up when cases are minor
The station is fire, try extinguish one liners
Cause some find us dumb blind as.....oh I can't say
I would keep going but I got enough built
Thinking of more cream to get your girls cunts filled
Lyric assassin you know that I'm tough skilled
I kill these rappers on the tape
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