XHELLCOR - Prey

Moving different
More to do the new addition
More munitions
Aurora jokers suspicious
This no laughing matter
High as fuck
My blunts be fatter
Not enamored with the chatter
Bladder weak piss on these rappers
O
JID
Flipping off these fascists
MLK Ali
Miller storm ya villa
May be white but you vanilla
Killer I was fighting blind
Joe Frazier Thrilla In Manilla
Risk it all
All you sucka's tall
But you cannot ball
So appalled, cannot get a call
Felt it in the fall
When shit hit harder
Try to kill me my guard up
I got god as my god father
Protected
Had to learn some lessons
Bless him X don't need to check in
Fuck those, above the law
When the CIAY gone cut you off?
Crazy
Late eighties baby
Make renegade music
Ya more call me maybe
I just got that flow
A gift form somewhere
I don't know
If I had never gone to hell
Could I have ever stole the show?
Still got my soul tho
Y'all love the po po
Protect your riches
I've seen them photos
Who you the fooling?
Lowest common denominator
I been too high so the moderators
Won't let me speak
Won't let me teach
Ho's prey on the meek
(That's not me kid)
Plan to feast on these little pussies, uh
Who want it?
Let me say that shit again
Who want it?
Little louder this time
Who fucking want it?

That's what I thought
Pay your respects all you know I'm the boss
Carry the torch
X coming straight from the source
All of these prophets are false
They cannot hold my jock
Not better than Tupac
I don't know what he thinking
All of this gotta stop
Got this on lock
Too flagrant with it
Two flagrants hit him
Eject yo ass
Yo game is finished
This is my obsession
Win at all cost
No question
How you call this yo profession?
Weak rhymes
Your peak lines
So PC
Can't beat mine
Coming at you
I can have you, uh huh
All at once
Don't need be gradual
Graduated
Adulation
Don't always come with greatness
Fascination
Capture nations
Capping not my nature
Cap adjacent, yea
Don't stray too far
Y'all testing patience
Pacin back and forth
With my headphones on
Cannot envision a loss
Got got god on my side
So when these devils do slide
And when they do Satan's bidden
That that they killing god's child
Please do not pray for me
Pray for the weak
Justice I seek
From the burbs to the streets
XHELL yelling
Who want it?
Let me say that shit again
Who want it?
Little louder this time
Who fucking want it?
That's right who want it?
Who the fuck you think is scaring me?

Written by:
Scott Miller

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