STREET SENSE II

Like bro I can really rap Söze coming with the strap Bitches wanna talk some shit Shotty hit em in the back Put em in a body bag Delete like he be an app Pull up on his block Drop shots then we circle back Are you illiterate My literacy top knotch Outline ya boy like hop scotch this glock gon crack like pop rocks Oh my god Bro are you serious My skills be unmatched My pockets outlined with stacks Your music trash bro don't rap Oh my god Make me laugh your music sounding like a comedy I came and fucked yo bitch but don't expect to get Apologies Cause Söze running rampant in scene just how it otta be I'm honestly an oddity questioning my psychology I went to university Butch I Do it so scholarly I'm dunking like a baller be Don't do this shit half ass If you can't handle the heat don't even try you'll never last All y'all Never stumble never fall Söze natural to this Any season I ball Got some goals in this shit I'm big y'all small In comparison to y'all I'm a god That is just the way I'm living When I send shots accurate I always hit 'em Catch another body that is just another victim Means to an end bitch send em up to heaven Ops wanna run up on me good luck Butch forget it Hop inside the whip butch none of this rented Hop into the scene with a beam let's end it If you gone scream you be getting be beheaded But that's just how it go Söze move like a pro Play my music in the club Bitches dropping ass low Söze all the way up I guess you reap what you sow Got a clip on me I love to make it unload I'm the best in the scene A slaughter fiend end foes Tie a rope around his neck (throat) Imma make that boy choke Put a hole in ya gut It look Like spaced ear lobes Butch I'm all around the map I be all around the globe I be living life fast y'all be living life slow I be living with facts yall be living with hope That is why I made it out and you still stuck at home I be always fucking working writing rhymes alone And Now I'm up with the best butch give a dog a bone ...butch give a dog a bone