Sickle Cell

From the slaughterhouse to the supermarket's how I spark it

**** vigorish some ol' loan shark shit

Make more wax not Netflix & chillax

Test my syntax, you need to relax

More beats than Dart Adams tweets

**** nasty sit on any ol' toilet seat

Some race rats & chase cats. I speak facts

To the players & macks, who's pockets' jam-packed

Don't mistake my confidence for arrogance

the ways in which you rail against leadership

Feeble stones, shan't sink my battleship, so let er rip.

Got drums, not drumettes or wing tips.

Sense of smell from the depths of hell

In a nutshell, iller than Sickle Cell