Drewsome - Prologue

Welcome to addiction
Just sit back and listen
Join me on my mission, on this short exhibition
This story's non-fiction, but I have a prediction
Top spots getting evicted, take a look at this description
The vision of a musician who's gonna slay the competition
And any politician who gets in his way
This is only the first edition and I have the jurisdiction
You ain't got no permission, you're the definition of opposition
I got all this ammunition, you wanna step to me in your condition?
Just take a look at your position, you need a prescription
Get back to the audition, you're gonna go into extinction
Whack rapper assassin in action, any objections?
I'll cross you like an intersection, we ain't got no connection
I'm dangerous as an infection that got injected into your erection with no protection
No resurrection
You're dead
Slain, murdered, deceased, lifeless, departed, executed
You ain't cute bitch, there's no such thing as being too rich
"Yo did Drewsome produce this?"
Nah, Daga did
Hoe, you're useless
You're so foolish
Such a doofus
I'm abusive, I bully emcees and I bring em' to their knees
And I tell 'em to suck on these
I tell 'em please just stop trying
Quit your crying and get to dying
It's horrifying all these artists that are rising
When did the real stop recognizing?
Hold up I ain't finished
I run this rap shit, I fucking grabbed it
I'm a prince, bitch, call me Hamlet
Shakespeare of rap
I'd agree with that
Coming up faster than the rate that I've been speaking at
Are you hearing that?
You ain't dreaming that
You'll find me with my disciples just like Jesus had
Gods my only boss
My mind is long gone
I'll check you like lacrosse
You bitches ain't making moves
I call the shots, you ain't hot, get out the spot
You sound just like Lil Yacht
I'm an astronaut, I'm a juggernaut
I'm pulling up in your blind spot
Hear the gunshot, hit the jackpot
Stick to the plot, all you motherfuckers gonna rot
Talk your shit, you'll get bit, so quick
I don't give a fuck bout what you say about me
I only give a fuck about the people 'round me
Cause all you motherfuckers wanna do is doubt me
But think about what y'all would do without me
Can't get number one album? Well then allow me
All these bitches over here, yeah, they surround me
Stop sleeping on me, yo, you looking drowsy
Only thing you're worth to me is a fucking bounty
Use the money from your head, buy myself an Audi
Speakers bumping so loud, man, this shit is bouncy
Swimming in so much pussy that it could drown me
All these chains on me like I was sold into slavery
Gold medals for my bravery, shout out my homie, Avery
All this cake on me like a motherfucking bakery
All these other rappers don't wanna play with me, y'all scared I'ma renegade you
Lemme educate you, lemme tell you bout Drew
Some shit you don't wanna do
I'm a young Puerto Rican who ain't taking shit
So whoever starts speaking I'ma add you to the list
There's prolly no good reason why I should let you live
So when you stop breathing you'll understand what you did
I'm gone

Written by:
Andrew Cordoba

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