Written by Me (pHUCKiNSLUETH)
Ch. 1 Verse 1/unfinished
La Rata Beats "Escape" instrumental
you could pic my brain
c notes gotta mad rift
you can pic some ice
hearts cold get my drift
switch lanes switch times
zoned out as i shift
k9 nose for loud
no sound when they sniff
so loud..
Deaf ear awake from comatosis
wide awake....
in bad dreams screams in halatosis
mental war, throwing shots
I'll assulat you through osmosis
at the bottom doing dirt
I'm stompin coca into noses
Got you turnt, really pissed,
verbal scrimage on these hoes
now shes turnt, drippin sweat,
Poof disappered did clothes
hate on me, same ole shit
from these average fuckin joes
magic bullet, midnight oil,
i got her in them naughty poses
she's pillow talking about
what you holdin
I need a payday so this
Heist starts unfoldin
I do dirt on my own
So no witness words unloadin
And I kill in one shot
like that Bond gun thats golden
Hood pass, Tacoma streets,
Where bodies left lifeless
Rez legend, real talk
Shit my pass say priceless
Haters constantly surround me
so im killin them kindness
Had his girl on bended knee
She's giving crown to her highness
I know b's, i know c's
I'm talkin real killers
I Ran with the P.I.C.
We robbed for that skrilla
I played with a toy
Just for the thrill'a'
From Tacoma to New York
Im straight fuckin ill'a'
Breaking news there's
Been a horrible crime
Somebody murdered the mic
And I am the mastermind
Police asking me questions
I hope they got some time
They call me Marcel Marceau
Cause I'm a master mime (Shhhhh)
No holes in my pockets
So no dimes I drop
Walk the walk
Talk the
On my level NORTHERN LIGHTS
Higher than a astronaut
