Lyrxo Freestyle 026 CyHi

I had to cut the beat off for the nonbelievers
I always knew that I would be the one to lead us, huh
Got a nigga feelin' like the son of Jesus
Now I'm back like Christ in the month of Easter
Shawty I was in the trap with a ton of Keisha
Serve a nigga seven grams, that's a hundred meters
And my bitch a Mona Lisa mixed with Condoleezza
I go Jumanji for the honeys, I got jungle fever
Baby I need two women, in my pool swimmin'
Swimsuits missin', drinkin' Blue Ribbon
With my crew chillin', boy we through dealin'
But my Rasta partna still know how to stew chicken, huh
Some of ‘em still got some screws missin'
They'll put the iron to your head like a beautician
That's why I don't beef with niggas unless we Ruth Chrissin'
When I think about it, it's some things I do different
But I'm on a new mission
When I talk, boy, the youth listen
I'm ODB with the tooth missin', huh
I was so appalled that they had to put RZA on it
Ye heard my verse and had to put Jigga on it
Shout out to Pusha T, they even had my niggas on it
Had so many punches I went Thrilla in Manila on it
It's the Roc-A-Fella tree, huh
You can stop the shit, you can acapella me
‘Cause y'all could never drop a better bar that's clever
Altogether, talk Panera, chop the cheddar, mozzarella cheese
Yeah, got that Scarlet Letter freak on my off-vanilla seats
Nigga please, niggas female rate, niggas DL hate
‘Cause I get ‘em wholesale, they get ‘em retail rate
Hitter parked outside, I let the shooters tailgate
Niggas tried to check me, end up with a stalemate
Hit him with the .38 so he can check the shell case
You see the 12? Nigga, Tony Hawk skate
Yeah, okay I'm comin' back