Eliyah T.P. - The Last Laugh

Spit every bar like it's my last
Out for the green nuggets and the cash
It's a stick up put it all in the bag
Make these bitch niggas throw up a white flag
You'll get toe tagged, watch where ya step
Nigga felt froggy but he never leapt
Should've been quiet as kept
Foul in plain sight, fuck the ref
Whole family and Jesus wept
Put a blade in ya neck
Put a hilt to ya head
Put a slash in ya chest
Crack ya skull like a egg
Till ya eyes turn x
Sever arms and legs
Leave ya for dead
It's the Poet
If you ain't know
Now you know it
I'm soon to be goated
Tell ya hoes to quote it
These niggas be talking but ain't about shit
Fuck with the cult and we splitting yo wig
Keep a razor tucked, fuck bobbing and weaving
Death by the bundle, have ya people grieving
Going hard till I stop breathing
Spring into the game it's my season
She on my snake, she in my garden of Eden
Got her sweating like a preacher and deacon
In her jaws, she a shark swallow seamen
Slaughter them all and I don't need a reason
Ain't it funny how it happened
Last one laughing
Take it by force fuck asking
On top my shit till I rot in a casket
On top my shit till I rot in a casket
Ain't it funny how it happened
Last one laughing
Take it by force fuck asking
On top my shit till I rot in a casket
On top my shit till I rot in a casket
Alright Alright
That's it
I got-that's it
That's all I got
STYLE
What the fuck is wrong with you bro

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E TP

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