Behind Every Great Man The Buttress

[Hook]
Behind men, conspiring
Behind men, conspiring

[Verse 1: The Buttress]
I've been fasting for weeks on these streets
I'm famished like Mollie Fancher and dancers
What I spit committing damage like cancer
With Prancer I'm encroaching on the roof
Approaching with my troop while they snooze in the coop
Buttress the head herald, beware of the barrel
They scared of my ammo, when I rhyme wreck like Steinbeck
I smother faggots like cabbage, take cover
Cause when I ravage and rape, bring the wrath like grapes
I establish a lax fist to slap dicks and smack bitches
Fuck dishes, I'm behind men conspiring
Perspiring for the time when sirens whine in the city
With crowds popping off like hymens to get shitty
About to go Rousseau on these hoes, primitive
Flow's unlimited, don't know the definition of timid
Took a switch to the lethargic to kick start a bitch
But they targeted the artist, burnt the kid like a witch
You fucking snitch!

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