Al the Punisher - Jon Bernthal

You got to learn dawg , I'm Johnny Bernthal
I move weight like a holiday, get the work off
I'll merk dawg
I preach to the choir, without a church song
I'm not a rapper that got a purse on
I ain't fair or friendly, that's why I carry semi
My white bitch could run through lines, like she Derrick Henry
They should have told you I'm a savage, like a pair of Fenty
I know the hate is strong, but it never compared to envy
I keep the the iron sharpened, fuck a giant im the largest
Any rappper claim to be a lion, you 'gon find his carcass
Plug dropped a baby at my door, I'm the fire department
Bad bitch go straight for the sack, I call her Micah Parsons
It's a good night for arson
I'm terror in the booth, anybody wanna rap approach the mic with caution
I spit it like a Martian, nigga
We ain't never had shit, so now the trap house is in a nice apartment
Al the punisher is nothing like an artist
Me and Billy Russo, got to fight regardless
Waiting for this white to harden
I could handle bars, pick a beat I'm going biking on it
You like that, when I rhyme I'm going Viking on it
Oh please
Pleas, don't pretend that you niggas know me
I don't gangbang, but my father's your big homie
I Stayed with the nicks, that must make me the OG
I got that London on deck, Zack and Cody
Nigga, you just a hater like Mr. Moseby
I be busy working, so there's nights I'm getting no sleep
Your girlfriend the one Toppin me off, now she Obi
I don't trust no nigga, so I pack a gun
I don't know nobody, that could rap with Pun
I came to get it back In blood
If you want that smoke, I'm coming at your lung
I'm a son of dealer, I get the white jumping like it's Mac McClung
I get that white jumping like it's Mac McClung
I get that white jumping like it's Mac McClung

Written by:
Alonzo Brunn

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