Poe 1 aka Reality Check - IMMORTAL KOMBAT (feat. Riddla)

Killer jumped out the whip with intents to empty the clip
Suspense is getting thick you can sense that it's some shit
Bitch I'm a shooter shooting the shooter the Rugars letting them rip
Hoe like I'm Fred Kruger but this is reality in this bitch
Riding on pussy Negus erasing them from existence
Hmm planning out perfect murders take patience and some persistence
So tell them call up the cops it's a body bag in the trunk
We sat across the street watched the coroners pick him up
They snatched up couple suspects they took them and split them up
They wanted for them to tell but nobody would give them up
My Negus we gang bang so watch what you Negus claim
Stop with the talking this involving chalking your frame
A scorpion with the flame in a separate bag as your brain
Indefinite with the pain so hell Uva with the aim
I'm a predator in this game our levels are not the same
So accurate with this canon extension long as a train
All my life I had dreams of demons calling my name
Have you felt the pain of watching your dreams flow down the drain
Go to war for your whole team everybody won't do the same
You the next Negus get sanded going against the grain
My city is under siege they won't me dead I believe if go
It's with a bang I remember I couldn't breathe
The nerve of these crooked bitches they want a Negus to bleed
Police came to my room couldn't wait for them to leave
Brand new forty out of the box can't wait to let it ring
When I rack it you can cue up the fat lady to sing
My life is like a movie action packed in every scene
Burnt through sections and clapped up everything
In the trap we cook crack and pack up everything
So stay inside of your lane stop playing out of your range
When them bricks came for the summer the strip start doing numbers
My runners doing a hundred my runners had to get runners
My hundred doing a thousand my mind doing a thousand
My line doing a million trying to grind up on a million
My mind state is to kill them and everybody that's with him
Everybody in that position dig a hole big enough to fit them
Shooting into the crowd with the deadliest of intentions
Everyone of my henchmen fire from flanked positions
Got youngings I can call up send them out on a mission
News center at 6 say the body count was horrific
Well alright

Written by:
IZAYA MCNEELY-EL

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