I'm nicky tesla, brought that electricity back,
Pressure, enough of that simplicity rap,
Gotta testa ya, watch how the innercity react,
Shout yes sir! I got the crack if u got the racks. Multiplied by the two, sixes then the dozens, shoulda secured ya rubbers, I told you I was cummin. Them pigs can't touch me, I'm back with another onion, jigged, I feel lovely, without a gat, I'm still gunnin. Fully ammo. More butter than Lano. Coughin up a lake, my ring on every channel. Channelin the spirit of wild animals, rammin through your chamber door, visibly touched but i'm not tangable. Anakin's anger aimed at assimilaters, im anxious to annihilate these assholes attemptin to be artists. Beginners barely buildin, no brilliance in they bars. Chickenheads cackle about cash n cars. A whole lotta rap but i dont do much talkin. Momma said never beg, im demandin you pardon. Military trained tongue, General Steel, the purplest heart, rambo knife to make my mark. Named carved in the hiphop tree, thats for life, married to the gizame, no eyeballin my wife. Lose both of ya irises violatin that, dont get it braided,unless u talkin straight backs. Never fronted, i gotta give you the skinny, fingerprints bronze from pinchin my last penny. Final thought same as the last, i gotta shine, if nothin under the cap, what the fuck is on your mind? Moral of the story,be happy, its all KoolAid, no point complainin about the bed that you made. Swimmin in my sheets, eyes redder than beets, high as Saturn, runnin track n i aint got no cleets. Still grounded, gravity's a gift from God. On the clock til i punch out, i begged for this job. These other cats backs the color of corn on the cob,playin tough til they got more holes than spongebob. Im Einstein, they patrick its time to play chess, told yall its real in the field n im way left. Right on, them clowns high entertained like ION, focused like a sniper, the top what i got my eye on. Bygones are bygones, life better n worse, no reason to fear death, we all see a hearse. Feel cursed even though i know that i'm blessed, send my ashes to Cairo, PRONTO. Never been a zombie.
Late for the fame but i'm on time G,
I miss heaven,coolin in hell where u can find me.
Flow is like VHS. Gotta rewind me. No spooks, blame the nigga that designed me.
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