You ain’t ready for me man! who are you? You know I’m bout to take that crown…haha aight…hope you’re ready you let the dog out and….
I don’t give a damn what your claim to fame is starting shit with me is not how you get famous no matter color, race creed or nation I’ll give you a demonstration of the devastation another instance where temptation led to revelation I’ll lay in hang ten take ya for a spin repeat again and again that fat lady may sing, but I’ll never say when
The phenomenon, obnoxious, outta pocket, and cocky turnin minor inconvenience into profit in my pocket the reason they nervous when the King starts rockin dropping bodies savage hop in the arena no comp scared little timid hens askin will it stop? I can’t say when.
Your whole routine is staged. It won’t age Well you claim I’m trapped in a prison cell. Your dreams about my confinement were fake prison? never been but I’m trapped in a cage fighting with the rage. No one else but me and my words on the page become songs on the stage become fans go insane become haters, gonna rage become constant accolades become more residence of the greatness baby.
The phenomenon, obnoxious, outta pocket, and cocky turnin minor inconvenience into profit in my pocket the reason they nervous when the King starts rockin dropping bodies savage hop in the arena no comp scared little timid hens askin will it stop? I can’t say when.
Listen real close for that moonshine rumble watch closely read my lips in case I’m mumble. This is the main directive ain’t no side hustle have those hands locked on no fumbles and those feet free and loose no stumbles you never know it if your plan will go perfect or the latter be adaptive, smart and faster your reaction matters, and at the end of the day when you look down, don’t wanna see your brain matter blood spatter gust tangled altogether sorry to get gruesome, but it’s time you knew son Johnny boy will listen and he will get down to business and if its needed to complete the mission, he’ll take your block off snatch his soul you’ll be lost. He’ll win it all cost that raw dog with the sawed off and that raspy cough that ginger is a little bit off. He’s heard it time and again, but he’ll never give up STOP or say when.
The phenomenon, obnoxious, outta pocket, and cocky turnin minor inconvenience into profit in my pocket the reason they nervous when the King starts rockin dropping bodies savage hop in the arena no comp scared little timid hens askin will it stop? I can’t say when.
TGB life…Johnny boy layin out there, never stoppin never scared…all opponents beware…
NeuronMystical
