[Verse 1: Lingo]
Uh huh
Grindmode cypher
Chino XL in the building
They say let bygones be bygones, well bye, gone
Can't trust what you see when you watching an icon
Cause ya'll fake to me, baiting 'em all blatantly
Ain't gotta be religious to see you're a false deity
God [?erupt?], God of war, i got 'em gutted
My deadly jabs, they heavy bags I'll knock the stuffing
Out....so stop the frontin', i'm not for bluffing
You think i'm drink em under the table with all the shots he's ducking
Powderpuff, your bitch in a man's cape
Shit, it's a damn shame, A vision he can't change
I ain't gotta throw a punch to body a guy bitch
I'll make you lace yourself up, like Marty Mcfly Kicks
You wanna monkey around? I'll flip a chimp last boy scout on a rampage, get intense
I scorch the mic, burned figures get a glimpse
They yellin' R.I.P. but i been missing prints
[Verse 2: Big G'S]
I only rap to cop your utmost respect
Cut throats on deck
And this rhyme's like a size ten on your neck
You get lined up for the mind fuck, pray and hope for the best
Cause my flow is a loaded Tec, so i spray till there's no one left
And i don't show mercy when i speak, but ya'll detect a sense of urgency
Like each verse was murder in the first degree
Stand inside a furnace fiending flames
And I embrace the heat
Then hammered every beat I've ever heard
Y'all ain't got nerve to speak
Keep my name out your dick-kisser mister spit sick is quick with the script
Pro game fist in his sister
I slang next level goes postal, I've always delivered
Dog i'm off the meal or hook, chain,meat rack and the Richter
Tell these suckers, if i want it, i'ma take it
Ya'll expect to catch this fade and i get praised for going apeshit
Anger set the stage, for lacing bangers in the basement
Flamethrower, game's over homie, i am not to play with
(Big g's)
Uh huh
Grindmode cypher
Chino XL in the building
They say let bygones be bygones, well bye, gone
Can't trust what you see when you watching an icon
Cause ya'll fake to me, baiting 'em all blatantly
Ain't gotta be religious to see you're a false deity
God [?erupt?], God of war, i got 'em gutted
My deadly jabs, they heavy bags I'll knock the stuffing
Out....so stop the frontin', i'm not for bluffing
You think i'm drink em under the table with all the shots he's ducking
Powderpuff, your bitch in a man's cape
Shit, it's a damn shame, A vision he can't change
I ain't gotta throw a punch to body a guy bitch
I'll make you lace yourself up, like Marty Mcfly Kicks
You wanna monkey around? I'll flip a chimp last boy scout on a rampage, get intense
I scorch the mic, burned figures get a glimpse
They yellin' R.I.P. but i been missing prints
[Verse 2: Big G'S]
I only rap to cop your utmost respect
Cut throats on deck
And this rhyme's like a size ten on your neck
You get lined up for the mind fuck, pray and hope for the best
Cause my flow is a loaded Tec, so i spray till there's no one left
And i don't show mercy when i speak, but ya'll detect a sense of urgency
Like each verse was murder in the first degree
Stand inside a furnace fiending flames
And I embrace the heat
Then hammered every beat I've ever heard
Y'all ain't got nerve to speak
Keep my name out your dick-kisser mister spit sick is quick with the script
Pro game fist in his sister
I slang next level goes postal, I've always delivered
Dog i'm off the meal or hook, chain,meat rack and the Richter
Tell these suckers, if i want it, i'ma take it
Ya'll expect to catch this fade and i get praised for going apeshit
Anger set the stage, for lacing bangers in the basement
Flamethrower, game's over homie, i am not to play with
(Big g's)
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