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Cock sure

Royal type beat just blaze

Razor blade spitting
Ears bleed when they listen
Zen state rhythm
This pen straight killing
End fake lyricist, like menstruating women,
Period.

Point my pencil to your temple as I vent on instrumentals
If the tempo make me mental I was meant to make a mento
Make a memo, let your friends know that I’m hell bent like your leg bone
If you flex on me at joints, ambulances how you’re sent home

If you let go of your envy then I bet we could be friendly
But pretend to be ahead I’ll put a Z piece where your chest be

You’re a chess piece, just a rookie,
Make you crumble like a cookie
Don’t be bitching, are you snookie
Cause you could be

This ain’t pageant pop or paparazzi
This the great gatsby
This that “oh shit, who is that” make you panic, where the gats be

Is he attacking, or just rapping or snapping over beats
You’re my lackeys, that’s a fact yeah I’m the captain of the streets
Sick of yapping, get to cracking if they’re lacking on their feet
Body bagging, toe tagging, hoe gagging fore I sleep

No passion when you speak
No fashion in your genes
O gasm in the sheets
when you’re hoe crash with me

Slow drag, repeat, then soul smash her P
Her whole gash was tweaking
don’t hold back for me

Oh snap, that cold rap, you know that’s the key
No Prozac or cognac, thats coh-tastrophe
That mutt off the leash and so dastardly
That bastard be harming, that bro slashed the beat

You know how it goes, how it has to be
Don’t pass me the weed, hash or dro actually
I’m sober on the road so there’s no hazards seen
So I’m on the ball like the whole of Hazard’s team

Too real, too raw, I’m ready for war
Too chill, too sure, don’t send me support
I grill me these whores and squeeze me some sauce
They please me some more, say please we need more

So freaky, believe me, they’re needy of course
I’m knee deep in easy and see me some more
Come feed me, I’m greedy, I’m eating all sorts
She weak knee’d and freely deleting her shorts

Lemme loose I swear I’m proof that there are dudes still fair and true
Not fair to choose which one I want so every single one will do
And even if she’s taken, that pussy currently is vacant
I’ll take my place and don’t mistake it
That relationship is breaking
Written by Benzy_420 (BTheW)
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Author's Note
Felt cute. Might delete later.
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