Uh
Fergamo
Ali Muhammad
Coming through with perfect timing
I'm in my bag, started my day wrong
Drop the record, spelled my name wrong, get it right like a Sade song
Pour le vouz francaise they ask me on my tour
I'm out shining him like Richie in The Commodores
Think Savannah saw Rex causes sore next
The jealousy rot your insides like pork flesh
Back to Shorty with the short dress
She sent the short text
You tried 1000 times struck out like New York mets
I wrote the testament like Cormac Storm your set for elbow room
I need more space than a Mormon's bed
Cut the check for a meal
Don't need no more respect to member cash
Listen in the Portage head with Gorbachev, Napoleono kill Benny Blanco
Everything I touch sound right like it was mixed by Eddie Sancho
Uh Yeah
My flows make the fish drown
You know what I did to clowns
Roll with a nifty pound
And every sound I'm spitting rounds
The goal to make the cleanest dope
Bring the feens around
Witness my shining I glow from a distance now
Went from looking up to the man they look up too
The lab respect my Hells kitchen why I cook up food
Just like a demi earthquake bitch I shook up dudes
I used to drive around the hood with my swooped up goop
Going fishing like my white folks the urgency
I done been with cash money before currency
Got love for you if I ever give you a verse for free
Honestly you are yet to hear a weak verse from me
The heart is cold than Western Cape in July
This that heat that make your whole fucking clip fire
Before you burn the bridge make sure you learn to fly
Stand the test of time
Weak niggas test and die
Word up
This Malcolm aiming out the window
No fuss giving
Where were you when we were struggle living?
Ducking and timing
Aiming and killing
Troubled waters running deep
I'm still swimming
Fish out of water
Poisonous harbour, all's giving
Stride by the author
As it was written
Your printers are awful
They all fiction
I'm feening to off you like palms itching
Porsche 9/11 edition
My force driven
Just when you infinite bitching
My swords digging
They look a gift horse in the mouth
It's all sickening
Hands cupping both of their ears
They won't listen
Blindfolds cover their eyes
You can't miss
Type of niggas switching their sides and their positions
Forced to collide with ammunition
So send the bloodhounds out to sniff them