gunn

If u got game then come wit it
Tianshie back like karma spit a line and hook your minds wit it
I only club if it's a baseball bat
want a punchline? I got brass knuckles that gon shove your chin back
I got tha medicine 4 wackness my lyrical shots
my tightness makin sure there aint no room at tha top
I'm ill dial emergency sicker than quests (think!)
I hold it down like a goal keeper meaner than pests
tip of my tongue on the mic make u taste defeat
shove up tha mic in your anus make u taste tha sh*t
I go deep like space oddysseys battle wit ships
never slip like an eye open flyer than blips
I'm a grown man u aint cut your rap umbilical
I cut my teeth when the game was raw and cynical
this a wrap like gift covers
it's gon be lights camera and action whenever you lots recover.