Dragonfruit

Pin words together like I'm fuckin' with clotheslines Artist, pen and feather poised to paint up some dope rhymes Sittin' in the lab cookin' smoke up till close time We recordin' till they book us then we ridin', its show time There's no time For your lazy ass flow Get the fuck up out my face don't wanna hear that shit no mo' You fuckin' up the game, I'll break my cage right out the do' Spit a ball of flames into your face and watch this pussy smoke You battlin' the catalyst, I'm bad with this as acid trips Fatalities are fabulous Turn pacifists to masochists Savagery is adequate You bitches actin masculine? (Then) Get slapped and fucking stabbed up in your fat gelatin abdomen Now i ain't about the choppers, I'm a knuckles kinda guy Catch me in a stare down watch me sucker punch his eye You know we here, the venue gettin' fucked up every time Elevens on the dice and put a buck up on the side I got full list of pussies i could kill a few guys You said the hits was comin' well i said my crew's fine So where the fuck your shooters? Someone get this Goob slimed Nobody takes a step, if i don't hear it These beats ain't nothing when I ain't near em My town got snakes, through the heads I'll spear em All ya'll are my children and my sons are God Fearing I parade in from space like a Lunar invasion Riders shouldn't be the team that your crew is in spades with I rip any rapper in the world, regardless of language Pick a track I'll talk upon it Your shit is whack, I'll slobber knock it Old school, Jim Rossin on it In a battle, bodied on it Roof is raised, Bitch is topless Coupe De Rage, Whip is flawless Who could say this isn't honest I'm the shit, so quit your talkin If we speaking metaphors Makes me spit like dental sores Words as clear as reservoirs What the fuck you meddle for? I'm hard as shit like metal floors Bring the heat like temperature If its my head you wanna medal for Then it's the end your headin for You couldn't fuck with me ten beers into an off day My smilies get hot as middle easterns when it's bomb day Dyse the shit no fiction with it Playin this game all straight You better cut me off,cause I'll be Doin this here all day On my World War shit, bring skies down, that's Storm shit Every lyric I'm exporting hits your brain and this extortion You snortin up on something if you think this isn't Lord shit Cause my listeners my army and we some God Almighty Forces And of course we the hardest, never lettin shit fly by We more than some artists we depict what's in the scribes My heart and souls my team, Outriders till I die Thats Loyalty