Propellers

My blades chop 'em like propellers My aim is to be the illest I pop up and then I vanish Check rock 'em like Amadeus The underworld's legend The cemetery dweller Bones acting like a Know I'll never get to Heaven Put a pistol to the reverend Rollin' dope, I'm never finished R.I.P. to all my enemies Got the juice like I'm Devin Brain torn like intersections When you hit them with the way Bloody red 'round the razor blade Go to bed, good night, wanna ride on me Why you switching sides on me? Hope I'm not a problem Say you wanna ride with me 'Til you in the sky with me Hope I'm not a problem With this rap shit, all I do is drop, drop, drop Like a habit, gotta have it, never stop, stop, stop Smooth like cocoa butter, double-parking, drop the top Under pressure, never stutter, I proceed to make it bop Every time, every line, every beat I gotta rip it "Give it time, give it time", fuck that, right now I need it I'm blind, I never see 'em I'm deaf, it never happened Bitch, I'm Bones, fuck I look like addressing some of these rappers Yeah