One Vizun - Eatin'

I get my eatin' on
My eatin' on
Now I can't hold my composure
I got this feeling dripping over me
Heavy on the shoulders now they
Gotta see me going beast
No surrender no retreat
No going easy no defeat
I over eat lyrically obese
When it comes to flow and speech
All my negus gorilla yeah
We Donkey K-O-N-G
Neo meets Pinocchio I
Got no strings controlling me
My positions unforgiving
There's no getting over me
I know I gotta die for this it's
G.O.D. composing me
So to speak no decomposing
Holding life so close to me
Holding both the keys to
Get in where I'm supposed to be
Spitting over these beats
Sewing seeds to grow the streets
Hocus pocus the beef show these G's
How to grow and eat. Lets go
Peep the potency, potentially
I show these sheep
My flow is neat my show is deep
Those who don't see notice me
They know it's me. Coldest over beats
I see my goal in reach
They hand you a plate,
This is how you're supposed to eat
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Na na Na na Na na Na na
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Na na Na na Na na Na na
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Na na Na na Na na Na na
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Na na Na na Na na Na na
Now we on with this eating
Ok I'm eatin foes, they're too weak for blows
Soon as my teeth are shown I ether those
Trying to get a piece of me. You're weak. You froze
These eyes, I won't keep em closed
In this game with cheating codes
Evil knows they gotta peep the flow
No they can't keep composed
Look at this Brooklyn bitch
All season those streets are cold
So how the fuck are we supposed to survive
With heat you know Oh
Stay on my P's and Q's,
On my grind and even toes
They don't even know we only
Going for the TKO
Are we even? No
This sound like a seasoned pro
The people know this that real
Raw shit no GMO
I got em geeking though
Give them what they need for sho'
They refer to me yo for that smoke
I let that reefer blow
Enough to make Khalifa choke
Waking up these sleeping folk
Yeah they know I been wild here
Call the Weeknd bro
We can go toe to toe
Floating like Ali the pro and
I ain't leavin em breathing this evening
That's how eating goes
I get my eatin' on
My eatin' on
I get my eatin' on
My eatin' on
I get my eatin' on
My eatin' on
I get my eatin' on
My eatin' on
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Na na Na na Na na Na na
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Na na Na na Na na Na na
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Na na Na na Na na Na na
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Now we on with this eating
Na na Na na Na na Na na
Now we on with this eating

Written by:
Robert Mckinney

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