GlockShoot

Young blue, no E From the three two three, check it

The Glock I shoot is my mind spinning rhymes The work I serve is my raps packaged and sealed

Drugs get you high once the needle hits the groove

And the things get hooked to the hook On the tune it's a process

God must trust and love Cause the customers come from up above

For the love that I work on soon as I put my shirt on

Fans give praise like they just got they church on

Word bomb, it's like glue how it stick to you

I'm out here eating, **** out here miserable

Didn't mean to the little fools all these little dudes

Coming out the wood works with they little blues

Speaking on they little tools trying to be cool

Little fools end up in the news trying to shoot tools at fools

**** with attitudes back when you was cool if you was packing a tool

Jacking fools

My sword stays sharp, fake MCs getting sliced

Heart don't quit like Carlito staring at Escape the paradise I can't check out yet

Still got much to do, so nappy as lyrical murder

Soon as you send it through it's BLU, triple B and Memna

Tell you how it goes down like Damian Marley, welcome to Jamrock

Never forget the days when times was really bad

I went through it like June Osbourne and Gilly, yeah

Grateful to make it out of that hell that I was in

Who would've thought I'd find heaven soon as I picked up the pen

Wrote so many rhymes just to get through the storm

Not a drug dealer but Zell crackin' audio form

Now they all overdosing from some of the rap release

BLU was impressed when I spit for him at Fab B's

Staying true to the art, never breaking my promise

I need my peace of mind like Idris Muhammad, yeah

Rhyme bars burn, let's get it, yeah

Exotic distortion, cryogenic motion out bringing torches I hold clips

Straight out the barrel I'm shooting lyrics into a formation

Where you see your vivid is too amazing

My voice is a vibration to the sounds that you are craving

I'm feeling the glitch, I've been losing patience

Time to make a choice like if I'm leaving the matrix

I've forsaken the past, I'm blazing trails

I inhale the preach words that prevail your inner expressions

Apply your tale, this is the rebirth of gifted intelligence

Do your research before you claim to be your leader

First become a teacher, my demeanor is for the youth

You're the opposite of truth, yeah

Only desperate cause jealousy's all in due facts

Point blank, I be living to different dimensions

I've given expressions, pivoted dividends

And that means to kill again, I'm a force to wreck with

Metaphors I am blessed with and entertain

So peak the message, never feel the tension

Just matter, not words

We should have shotguns with this kind of deal

That's count I got?

Not you

So that means there could be up to five guys up there?

Swap

We should have fucking shotguns