G3$4R - Necrofilic Corpse

Rapp addict, don't panic bout the huge amount of chronic
Our smoking is hyberbolic, I pace it fast like I'm sonic
Already broke out the matrix, I'm honest this shit amazing
Like neo chosen, awoken, for zion Is what I'm fighting
Its the liquor, that gives me vigor
A little Bit of sneefers im jumping round like im tiger
Like Tommy on the hill so go figure,
Where im at so you can cop and I can some make big figures
Ur are no match for the gods u mere mortal
Ur a slow turtle I cross portals defy morals
Don't count on lorals to save u from the fuck that's oral
Don't count on friends when it comes down to being loyal
I'm oddd like odd with three ds
Verbal assault is 3d, you seen me, now run from me
I know U scared, U think im an anomaly
An abomiantion of nature here for the ear sodomy
I sip jack while i skin you like a buck
To keep my nerves calm, when the blood runs like yuk
Wtf is up I'm necrofilic fucked up
I still sodomize fonetics while some rap like a chump or a smuk
Some of you peaked in high School
I was high on acid peaking its a different type of cool
Resonantes with the bafoon
While hes acting a fool
Who never liked rules
And was born to rule
Why conform when u can reform, just brake the norms
Break your arms, while I'm bearing arms, I brew a storm
People get paranoid and avoid change in any form
I wear my chains around my neck cause this my uniform
Pungent like mustard, fuck what u must heard you musty turd
I got the silly flows you just mumble jungle
Im Tarzan swinging on vines, I hail out the jungle
Vicious like a honey badger I'm always to rumble
I crumbled your world to rubble, what a bummer
I got a vile style  I defile lines I'm senile
Like a rotwhiler I'll get more wild and erase the smile off a Newborn child
I clean up like an agent call me ajax I'm stronger than all of greece
You get bent I never creased
You know I'm sick, u get diseased
I groove and do this shit with ease
Shout out my brothers overseas
The mics my bitch, As you can see
I already did my time went crazy then done did came back
I don't know what's real even when I'm Not tripping sack
All I know is money don't sleep up like an insomniac
Barely slept this week mathafaka I feel like I'm off crack

Written by:
Vajra Hernandez Kaufman

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