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[Sample: Star Trek]
"All this power surging and throbbing, yet under control"
[Tha God Fahim]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Blow your shit off!
Tony Montana style nigga
Ya heard?
[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
I always read outta Sun Tzu
Never gave up out of textbooks jooks, so fuck school
Scalawags
Robbin’ out of bally cash, drunk and out of alley cash, running out of tally fast
It’s survival, I’m supposed to be fit
I keep the mask clenched while you got your rosary clipped
Don’t need no introduction
Im high, chronic puffin’
Niggas sweet as muffin
Go to battle, it’s nothing
There’s a war going on outside, no man is trusted
Bomb first, send a nigga to church
Gun burst
Fuck it
I’m quick to choke you, and stick you like a cactus
Fuck this rap shit, and leave you wet like a pissy mattress
I’m with a actress, fuck nigga I’ll blow your cap backwards
And leave your body locking up like a password
We spill mad verbs, magician with words
I’ll fuck your bitch in a vertical position, leave her running like a transmission
Then she go back to you ass kissing
I don’t spit raps, I flow mad wisdom
I’ll smack a nigga twice with the pistol
Step back then clip you
And leave your fucking ass mentally crippled
[Sample: Star Trek]
"All this power surging and throbbing, yet under control"
[Tha God Fahim]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Blow your shit off!
Tony Montana style nigga
Ya heard?
[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
I always read outta Sun Tzu
Never gave up out of textbooks jooks, so fuck school
Scalawags
Robbin’ out of bally cash, drunk and out of alley cash, running out of tally fast
It’s survival, I’m supposed to be fit
I keep the mask clenched while you got your rosary clipped
Don’t need no introduction
Im high, chronic puffin’
Niggas sweet as muffin
Go to battle, it’s nothing
There’s a war going on outside, no man is trusted
Bomb first, send a nigga to church
Gun burst
Fuck it
I’m quick to choke you, and stick you like a cactus
Fuck this rap shit, and leave you wet like a pissy mattress
I’m with a actress, fuck nigga I’ll blow your cap backwards
And leave your body locking up like a password
We spill mad verbs, magician with words
I’ll fuck your bitch in a vertical position, leave her running like a transmission
Then she go back to you ass kissing
I don’t spit raps, I flow mad wisdom
I’ll smack a nigga twice with the pistol
Step back then clip you
And leave your fucking ass mentally crippled
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