CRI$p - Fierce Intentions (feat. Irv)

Okay you rollin with the worst
I'm spittin venom in my verse
And I ain't afraid to put the point where it hurts
That's why these bitches hate, they going fake
A bunch of old snakes whatever fuck em I don't need em
I'm really murder this my flow is like a murder switch
Kill em off one by one I wonder if they gone notice it
I'm coming in the game with fierce intentions
Feel the tension
Rob your body's full attention
And leave ya puzzled
Like a dogg they keep me muzzled
They ain't like the way I walk
They ain't like the way I talk
How about suck my nuts and lick all up and down my cock
Fuck wit my shit (yeah)
Ride for my clique (yeah)
We the realest mother fuckers straight out the 6ix (yeah)
Hit you with these rhymes like I'm emptying my clip
Slide up on a bitch liq em for a zip, we Rollin up that dank we roll it to the tip
So hit me quick before I'm gone and fade away
Im here to make a mark, CRI$P is here to stay
Hopefully a live to see a better day, for now I'm sitting back smokin' on my jay
Livin' for the moment ain't never gone postpone it Imma own it
Listen up give me your attention
Got something on my mind Imma mention
I'm putting every rapper in his place in detention
Cause i'm steady leaving fierce intentions

Why we all wanna be hard
Then our icons die and we feel it in our heart
And why we all wanna be trappers
Rather smoke trees and go hoop for the raptors
And Masai is a snake
9 years for the squad deebo still caught a trade
And that shows you some traits
Stay to your self cause they all just some fakes
And them pills could be laced
Take one wake up you'll be down by the lake
Can't swim with the snakes
When the serpents come out I be gone outer space
But i don't fuck with Nasa
When they be telling stories they be skipping couple chapters
And I don't read really often
My dialect been softened
Meaning i'm wild and agitated
Oh my god i'm catching rabies
And i'll spread it to these rappers until the next chapter
No Carter no Wayne shit
But that's the goat i'm apeshit
I spit rips you basic
I smell nice my fragrance
My number bitch take it
The tension is building
Potential the ceiling
The sharpness my feelings
The doubt is concealing
My intentions is fierce
My pen is like a dagger it'll pierce
And i'm getting bitches angry just shouts to Lear

Written by:
cameron peters, faisal alsabaa

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