B Hyphen - Death Before Dishonor, Pt. 4

Once again, back the incredible
Track make you feel like you popped an edible
Known as HY, some say delectable
When it comes to bars, no one is skeptical
Hold the course, I'mma Mario Kart pro
Blue shell, there goes your lead bro
I'm coarse when it comes to this competition
I close like Rivera when he was pitching
Y'all did it, made Chiv an ex-pat
Still down, go back like Baby Phat
Red and Black, just like the Wolfpac
From the jump, you know this joint crack
How it is, how it's 'posed to be
All stunned, Super Bowl, Whitney
No cuts, you cannot fade me
Spent time, building, my lega-cy

Death before, dishonor baby
Some will say, that I am crazy
I stay true, always do me
I am crazy, now say it with me

This is cooking class, every verse a lesson
Just like techs, every bar a weapon
Stress never lessen, let help you cope
Pretty good at this, some might call it dope
I can help, float you a lil' confidence
Or destroy, you suf-fer e'consequence
That's me, give the weak a new voice
Check ya girl, she over there
I won't say it but she'll spray it, I'm nas-ty
Not confused, embrace my identity
You gotta laugh, only because life's short
When given lemons, I got the quick retort
The rhyme heavy, pinot gris, the wine ready
Energizer, that's me I'm ever petty
Dealing with losses but, we still find a way
KIller cross em, Golden State, Tim Hardaway

Death before, dishonor baby
Some will say, that I am crazy
I stay true, always do me
I am crazy, now say it with me

Written by:
Kelen Conley

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