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Ugh, it's the God RA I got a team with me Nigga, that "what's in the future for the fusion in the changer Rappers are in danger" Ayo Crooked I, you ready? (Hell yeah) "What's in the future for the-" Aight, let me get the scratch right "What's in the future for the fusion in the changer Rappers are in danger" The flow flyers than a stylists in the exit row I'm walking around with the sprayer, like I'm pest control You took 21 MCs, put them to rest for show So I smoke 21 more, God rest they soul Homie, it's KXNG Crooked, Rakim Now who got the rap juice? I'ma let this tune hit your core, like I'm Papoose Cops had me locked, but I snapped loose I'm powered by the tropical sun The biological son of Black Zeus Hang gliding on lightning I can tell the rain to stop with a acapella, mane I'm the cellophane, it's a rap when I'm rapping Even in hell I can sell a flame Wearing energy crystals, like it's a Rocafella chain (Ugh) I park my Apollo right at the ancient rituals Letras de cancionesMy Chuck Taylors walking on water with the originals In the middle of spiritual beings seeing miracles The women and children cheering so loudly I can hear them go (RA) With perfect timing they beating the drums going (RA) I heard the shaman, he's speaking in tongues going (RA) Somebody's yelling, I think he's the one I peeped at the sun inhaling oxygen deep in my lungs Looked at (RA), started spitting the hardest written in the art of rap A verse that can reverse heart attacks when you listen Jumpstarting your cardiac rhythm Brought you back with a sentence from an artist that Got it out the mud like a artifact (Facts) Now they know my name from Harlem to Giesel Walking out the Apollo with Caesar with hollows and heaters '64 Impala the speakers bump, and follow the leader Another God MC for all the believers, Lord Crooked Here come RA to swing the pendulum Gun bars ring ears, and put the fear deafening Once law, empires fall, so like the Nephilim Sun God with enough fire to cook the Devil in Rap it with the banger, shell scared, hell flair Spitting still glare to the innocent smell fear This is hell here, "rappers are in danger" Ayo La the Darkman, you ready? (Hell yeah) Chop 'em all like a meat cleaver They too eager, they too diva I don't give a fuck My niggas don't give a fuck either Cut the braids, got the Caesar These artists merely meager, Mafioso Police give me amnesia Law and raw, I'm Paul, all praise to our law Highest form of elevation Go my R's Do ball I'm parallel, my sword swing very well Ride like a carousel Speech Dr. Cornel West I don't sleep, only rest Business man, reinvest Lyrically, I'm a less Spiritually, I'm possessed by Elijah I'm stronger and wiser For my deductive reasoning Never trust Faza if I'm your advisor Vegetables and fruits, ginger soups Sliding in a Porsche Cayenne, great coup It's the fastest, soon as I hit the gases Zero to a hundred all through Calabasas Spirit of Cassius bloomed into Mohammed Always gotta crack a few eggs to make a omelette Hit the earth like a comet To be totally honest, my soul Godly aura Make non-believers vomit, they can't stomach I'm so blessed, envy my success Never mind the fact My new Louis v-vest My fashion impressed The followers, hennessy swallowers Real dollar (Ugh) for dollar-ers Bullet-tip hollowers, La Here come RA to swing the pendulum Gun bars ring ears, and put the fear deafening Once law, empires fall, so like the Nephilim Sun God with enough fire to cook the Devil in Rap it with the banger, shell scared, hell flair Spitting still glare to the innocent smell fear This is hell here, "rappers are in danger" Ayo Canibus, you ready? (Hell yeah) Demons get steeled on the ground Robot heels ain't gotta be round Achilles get slashed in half by the sound Arkansas National Guard hard The jar open, it's gone My squad fast rope over the farm Seen him hiding in the foliage Gold price crashing on 4X He crashed out in a Corvette Dr. Strange in a levitating bullet train Locked in chains, free-range Chickens with yolk stains, laying rotten eggs Filthy vows, where feathers bathed in acid rain With collapsed veins, Neuralink wires hanging out of my brain Like braids on charter jet planes Tryna get away from the Interpol raids From hooking up back in the day from back-pays From the cradle to the stage, hit the Hague To the cage, to the grave I don't wanna play somebody's sick games So I remain persona non grata, to my crystal bone grains And exhumed over false property claims Skeletal remains decomposing into greasy melanin Dressed in princely rose fringes, beg you pardon Didn't know you were praying Excuse me to be fair, let's be clear, what are you saying? Doesn't matter, my elevated language is not conveying Look at the paintings, my power is to compute due to my cravings My due diligences is slipping a bit due to my aging The mind gap escaping, the world is reshaping From all the profit taking, and the poverty shaming All the name calling and blaming My AGI is amazing From now on, I do the adjudicating A truth was worth saving My IG Farben stock options, are hyperinflating 'Cause don't nobody work as hard as Jamaicans Either you want it or it's gonna be on you I'm like Sean, don't mix with Sun Tzu Ninja, what you wanna do? Discussions are heavy, the grievance of many The reasons are plenty, centered around disagreements over pennies Of all your enemies, who would you say is more friendly if any (Ugh) I'd kill the world like Dr. Sebi Here come RA to swing the pendulum Gun bars ring ears, and put the fear deafening Once law, empires fall, so like the Nephilim Sun God with enough fire to cook the Devil in Rap it with the banger, shell scared, hell flair Spitting still glare to the innocent smell fear This is hell here, "rappers are in danger" Yo Chino XL, you ready? (Hell yeah) Yo, rocking my line, let the beast loose (Yeah) Somebody better call the paramedics I said pair of medics 'Cause you gon' be needing at least two (Yeah) Scribblin' written religion, head on collision Metal airbags couldn't stop me My world scriptures, don't just burn bridges They collapse them like the Francis Scott King Your favorite coke rapper don't wanna do it with big Chi Clearly you can hear the crack in my voice Like I'm going through puberty (Yeah) Sin-spitting plastic cassette tapes The Puerto Rican bastard superhero without capes I'm the reason why they invented faster rewind buttons in the first place (Yeah) Notebooks for my rhymes are ostracized, get me ostracized I don't care how many hoodies my op eyes Hope he buys my merchandise (Hah) The star of the seven I'm the prosperous weapon that has fought against you You better have Jon Taffer on speed dial to get your bars rescued (It's crazy) Chino XL, but I'm every size when I'm spitting A small, medium, at large like a midget psychic That just escaped outta prison (Fuck outta here) Westbound with an eye for numeric Crowds in and out of America wanna call the cleric You just inherited derelict genetics out of generic Adobo spice, you can inherit, you imbecile (Yeah) You're running out of time, and attuned with turmeric Admit it, don't rediscover it, you pathetic idiot You are consumed with Derrick (Oh) I'm clapping at you like Tibetan rituals, driving out the evil I'm prime and regal, I'm lethal, don't let the IQ deceive you The haiku is brutal, sharper than the tip of a heroin needle I'm leaving you bleeding (What), and leaning fetal You ain't half a half a Cheeto I'm putting out on everything, like red and green tapatio (It's crazy) Even if the record skips, I'm the sickest heretic born in darkness It's a rare shift, mind readers go insane around cheetoing using their gifts And apparently my therapist needed to be airlifted I'm a perilous parent-less, fighting effortless I'm more than barely be the bear to death, perilous with my bare fist I bear gifts that are dreadful If there was a button that wiped out humanity I'd on purpose accidentally press it Like, "what does this do? " From Letras Mania