Bullet Brak, Matthew David Brock and The SoundMason - Fan Blades

Mason what up? Check it.

Watch when you walk through my kitchen /I got the pot and stove /
Bullet been a hot boy like them yo's out of the Holly grove /
Skating on these tracks /with facts /I'm the rap tornado /
BraK Gretzky /can't catch me /shots from the hot potato /
Sharpen the grind while ducking swine /is the nightly move /
Bob like I'm Kostya Tszyu /spit like I got the flu /
Brock the fool?/packing a tool /we going to change things /
Punch my words dead in your head like they was name rings /
My attitude swings like my jewelry /back and forth /
The liquid that I spit is legit /Just bring your pack of port /
Dirty dealings lead to the meetings with Verbal Iceman /
Squirrely feelings drive me nuts /your life is on a price plan /
Swag like Jimmy Burke /every fit I make it work /
The beat make your head jerk /plus the Penmanship is straight berserk /
Brak's on a rampage /chop heads like fan blades /
Fuck a fan page /I could care less about what my stand say /

Fuck your little tuck rule /we blitzing now at all costs /
Just like a mob boss /lob toss /bombs off /
Lock and load /take control /no parole it's all or nothing /
Fuck the bluffing /stop the cuffin /pass the stuffing /let's rock and roll.




Fuck your clickbait /over the wealth /I'm a diva myself /
Hell, I'll even make your chick wait /
Shit /Let your click hate /
Test fate /end up dead weight /next date /clean slate /I even sleep late /
Boss mentality /blinders upon the thoroughbred /
For the bread /they leave you dead /
Reminder, money's on your head /
Bullet said what Bullet said /you understand, my man /
We stick to the plan /cnd Bullet keep the fucking family fed /
Watching every racket my name's in /plotting hard /
Move from the hand to hand play to electronic card /
The line is long /I expedite the flow upon the boulevard /
Pray to God you stay on my good side or the hands are off /
Never catch me popping pills /Brock ducking Henry Hills /an asshole /with a lasso /
Stopping brasco /old timer chills /this rhymer fills /every void the game fears /remain clear /
Bullet Brak /this is where remind you of my name here /

Fuck your little tuck rule /we blitzing now at all costs /
Just like a mob boss /lob toss /bombs off /
Lock and load /take control /no parole it's all or nothing /
Fuck the bluffing /stop the cuffin /pass the stuffing /let's rock and roll.

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