fuck it

[defflow]

The wars that I bring are just short of lord of the rings/
Robert DeNiro on em you best not be talkin to me/
Raps as soft as love songs, son you oughta just sing/
Crush em into dirt and dust then I water my greens/
They check the weapons i keep, their eyes wide as cushions/
They try to hit the dealers up then nah, they just lookin/
Universally money's power, and im insane with my dimes/
Hit em wit a hundred bucks, I got change for ya mind/
Most often they forget to leave me outta discussion/
Endoscopies reveal that I’m tagged in their stomaches/
When I spit and you hear it, it’s straight to the gut/
I’m sickenin’ to em, and they shit out of luck/
They gotta think about rhymes, its my natural ability/
To rap until you feelin me or wack you with the guillotine/
I spit sounds and flip round to rip down the rumors/
They wanna piss on my music but gotta sit down to do it/
I can conjure up a shootut in a second like the westerns/
Cause when def spits I demonstrate new means for a dead lift/
With a single thought I do more than a felon could do/
And bomb you heart broken motherfuckin' delicate fools/
Imma roast a mothafucka, heres a toast mothafucka/
Unload the snub nose till your a ghost mothafucka/
I leave dope notes I wrote with everyone I bury/
And if rhymes could kill, son, welcome to my cemetery/

[Big E]

I spit sounds and flip round to rip down the rumors/
They wanna piss on my music but gotta sit down to do it/

that lines off the hook dude haha
fire fire as always