Legaci - Rare Condition
Ready for warKick in the door
Like a dictator
Hop in the room
Puff my chest
Hop off my dick hater
Chosen one, school these youngins watch me swing the saber
Bars out the park
earned my stripes
You could call me gleyber
Came back to rap
Put the melodies on pause
Breaking berry bonds records like my name was Aaron judge
Me and mines taking chances we could really give a fuck
Who you is? Who is you? Oh we never heard of ya
I got verses on verses
This shit is really disturbing
Recruited Ukiyo records
Your albums sounding concerning
Its urgent, pick up then pen,
Oh baby how its burning dangerous
The shots they send be aimless
Its heinous, the way I
Fucked the game up in its guts
I don't pull out
Let go now
I'm in rare condition
Beat you to a pulp no fiction
Mama told me boy you different
Not something from this earth
Straight out the mothafuckin multiverse
Spin the web, my heart beaming like the arch reactor
Feeling infinite, like what's the next chapter
The rapture
Split you down the middle, burn you to a kindle
Out here in the cut
I could really give a fuck
Written by:
Michael Hernandez
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