C47eb - Capers (feat. Johan)

Johan and I pull up you get slayed
I look just like wade
With the fuckin blade
Johan stands in place
He’s real far away
Hit you with that aim
But I’m in ya space
B-kick to the face
You rappers is lames
You can’t keep our pace
Take that shit away
I only got a couple capers left in me
And only got a couple papers left with me
Do you want me to roll up, right now, right now?
Or do you wanna match me, on the next round?
On the next round
Smoke clouds look like motherfucking amazons
Sending shots until the ammo gone
Speak in codes, painted tags look like anagrams
Wheeling past gripping handle bars
If you're digital I'm analogue
Still writing paragraphs, verses look like letters writ to Santa Claus
I got verses in the panic room
Locked inside the vault behind the dragon guard
Behind the dragon claws, dragon jaws
Hotter than July-June
Front? I wouldn't try to
Why you gotta try me?
Jumping up like Mike do
Kicking it like Ryu
Right foot like kung fu
That left foot go dumb too
I'm raging like primal
I'm Over Watching all these people putting up with dumbness
Fuck that bum shit, my shit dumber than one two six
It's easy - I got that skunk getting lit
Fresh like trust fund kids
It bang like drum kit kicks
Hit like the pump going *tssss*
I only got a couple capers left in me
And only got a couple papers left with me
Do you want me to roll up, right now, right now?
Or do you wanna match me, on the next round?
On the next round
Watching you tryna match with us, like watching you tryna rap with us
Guaranteed we’re gonna laugh at ya, ya looking like you was an amateur
I remember when Johan would pull up in the mini-van, I’d hop in passenger
Esrom’s sitting in the back a 40 in his lap, rolling herbal like lavender
Feelin like I was invincible
Improve the placement of syllables
Just tryna make this profitable
But you’ll get the horns if you hit the bull
They’re hungry for something that real fuckin substance so all of you bullshit can’t fill them bro
But all of these rappers so focused on views, want some light so they act Dr. Phil-able
I’m in they heads I’m Elon with the Neuralink
Spread my gospel, controlling how you’re to think
Then the people surround me say you’re the king
Obey me when I tell them to murder things
Then I kill all my masters, erase the past
Give the people a new database of facts
Say I am the one, I’ve always been the one
And there never will be thoughts of changing that
Tell them Imma protect them from enemies, and I’m bringing our people to space and back
Planet Earth's gonna need an embassy, picking carefully who’s showing face in that
The women caressing me gently, they roll up my blunts and I’m facing that
I’m making universal chedda cheese, planetary pirate with amazing stacks

Written by:
Caleb Holding

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