CusaX

End Of Days
Not up for debate, I bet this first verse Gonna last 'till the end of days Watergate like Nixon, not a damn But a god, curses killin' men today Run it back, I'll intent on your camp Hundred bill stack, we stampede, still a beast man Target locked enemy from a distance Wishlist, you would get shot in a mission Intermission like a break, but I build Gonna rake in a mill, done erased ton of hate But I wait for the kill, gotta stake in your heart Like a vampire, but the bite of a shark Gonna stand higher like I'm Obi-Wan So look out below mе, got a flow beyond No amount of trophies can account to show the Full scеne, your pulse creeps to slow, you're gone A result of these shows, I throw is evil Supposed to keep close to those deceitful A ghost or reaper, I'ma burn you people Leave a toast for the goat and I turn to see the Whole team at Yeo, no cream but we're a Machine bubbling 'till we blow the scene up Want a piece of me but no peace or panic Gotta beat and bleed and go wreak some havoc Made a scene policin' these streets, so recently You'd be keen to retreat immediately Letras de cancionesHeat so hot, not gonna want the smoke But we poppin' off, choppin' a flock of folk You know I rock the most, punch Knock 'em out with flows, I spit cold, shut Lock 'em down, you lost the crown Hear the talk around, it's the gossip (Yeah, yeah) I talk shit, now I'm out Let my imagination run rampant (Yeah) Look how bad it makes you all panic Static haze, the inputs been tampered Splattered paint on a brand new canvas The master plan is to unravel this masterpiece That I have on a pad here (Yeah) Y'all keep talkin' but I can't hear (What?) Finna disappear in a screen of smoke like magic (Poof) Finna leave this planet when I go intergalactic (Huh?) On some one small step for rap shit And one gigantic fuckin' leap For the ones who ain't have shit I learned that perspective is power (Yeah) And you could let it devour Or you could let it empower (Ah) Better make the choice because Life only gives you so many hours (Uh huh) We go through the journeys of life Just to face ourselves at the end (Hah) You know you gotta fail to begin Mistakes form the weak spots Of your past self, so you know where to hit I could do so much more (What?) And you can bet your ass that I will (Ha) I walk out to the ring playin' funeral music To beat your ass with my quill Hop on a track, it's a violent kill you Feel survivors guilt, but I'm comin' right back To resolve that, just to withhold that Promise and commitment to slaughter that I'll fulfill And that's why I'm still sittin' here for the long run So when it's all said and all done I can look back knowin' that I did Everything I wanted and dreamed of And ain't forget where I spawned from My teeth enchanted with the reapers magic Pen will turn to a scythe when the inks in hand, then 'Cause I sold him my soul, all the readings chanted Get my wins and my losses with the heat and brand it To my fuckin' forehead, yeah, he's satanic I got more than four heads, I'm a freakin' dragon You for tails or for heads? It'll leap and land right Where I want it, place your bets 'cause I wreakin' havoc All of my opponents will deplete and vanish Walk in my presence? You can't even manage To just talk of my essence without needing bandage I'll just chalk a line, lessons they don't teach in classes Roll with it records, bitch, yeah, we breed the panic Cursin' the game and unleash the phantom Can't undo it, can't delete the damage If they hungry for more, then we'll feed the famined Once 44 drops, we complete the canon Yeo phase two, fuckers, we been plannin' To destroy the rap game and then leave the planet So now you all know why we seem outlandish! Got a picture, just wait for my spiel Got a pitcher of paint, it might spill I don't spit for the fame cause I'm real All the shit that I make ain't pride filled Yeah, I'm sick in the brain, will thrive still And then when I escape this life will They find hidden engraved in my will A little bit of a change? Provide bills For the minimum wage and light bills Venomous rage is my thrill But I'm not gonna say goodbye 'till I get one prize Bitch, I'm doin' this 'till my pen runs dry All the fake friends, yeah, I did cut ties Now I'm off to kill the game, so its been fun, bye Hah, yuh Comin' in hard on the verse, beware Takin' my shot in the war, declared Tryna make use of the flow, prepared Impaired vision, gonna need repair See through the eyes of me in the line up Gonna take first place, know that your times up Blow 'em out the water, I'm somewhat upset Lookin' up ahead to the future, what's next? Put the cassette in the box, I bet That you've never met the one true threat That's me on the mic when I drop, then you bite And eat every word that you said that night I was right, even despite my arrogance You can never talk bad about my elegance I just need to show my evidence That I will prevail when I show my precedence My percentage exponential When I rhyme I show my true potential To build off what is fundamental Be careful if your detrimental to my Success or failure Putting in the work, give birth like labor To a new era of a brand new player Who gonna make moves like major This paper contains what you need To become the ultimate danger Commando like ranger Everyday life gets a teeny tiny bit stranger I could never wager, my life or my future I'll get money later but I kinda want it sooner Blockin' out the sun, eclipse, so lunar Veteran bars but I'm an early bloomer Back in Jan’, I gave em reflection, stated my therapy sessions Jot 'em in tune then take what I’m blessed with, relay them this message Ottoman view, the angst in my left hand, in chase of acceptance Caught in a loop, caged in unpleasant, spaces I’m left in Thoughts to elude but waited the seven, days that I’m preppin' Nod and approve, say thanks then I’m steppin', away as I step in The automobile then take in my lesson, gaze in the setting Flawed and confused, but hey, adolescence I speak to the past, demons detach, weep into wrath, wait I’m seizing the path, leadin' the lads, reapin' the rap wave Reason to wrap weight, reek in the rat’s rave Leavin' that last lane, creepin' in cats, claim Teethin' off trap things, season the slack slang, aye All that cheddar cheese, make a brother fetch a Felony, only way is to bet on beats and I’m set on schemes My pencil prepped to peep, any pepa pete on presidency My voice’ll vex the cheats, correct and clean, credibility All across the scene, you’ll come to see, that’s what I bleed Sick of the old ego, admit that the Holy Ghost Is equipped but, lord, he knows that you poorly throw Those shots, no luck like a four leaf clove You can break my bread, you can break my bones You can take my pen, you can take my loads You can taste my lead, you can yank my quotes But it won’t mean nothing if I take Slims Gutz and make it my own Lil' clown, I’m coulrophobic Lil' bitch, better own the moment Better know that I show opponents What is growth like in bones, you rodent But don’t you show it, I started this Better quit with the arguments You’s a bitch, I’m a monument You’ll never get rich from a party trick Now, open your mouth, need a spot to piss, wait Geez, lately, it seems crazy that G-Baby Wants smoke, but he’s maybe a tee angry I mean mainly, he screams faintly of jealously woes You a better me? No, I never even heard of you You the precedent of what the burner do Now you hesitant, you should learn a few Words or two, exodus of enteral doom Best to rippin' up a verse in two And I’ll choke you, bitch, like I’m Andrew Tate Hope you wince from what Matthew say Hoe, you wish that my pad and page Don’t have your name So lemme close this death note And you pass away, yeah From Letras Mania