Take the ladle sip and cradle the fact.
That this potion stops your motion and makes you relax.
Check the notions and my quotients I'm potent on the track
Poking the dragon's throat before I'm resting on his back,
Resting on the fact like a court case,
Play the right cards an you'll end up in right places.
Facing many different races on their homeland, you know man,
I dreamed about it to but you just have to go man.
Build the road after you build the show,
Because if they show up early, while your curling, you will never grow.
Lift the weight and eat the right mental food.
Turn your enemies to chocolate like Majin Boo.
This module is not to be followed fool past the bar stool as a pedistol
Perpetual ghouls
Who pull neck hairs like mares without saddles.
But I ain't trynna grapple.
Trynna dabble words in battle until I get big enough to
Raddle enough cages.
Getting big like gauges.
Pages on pages like racks and tracks I'm back to battle Sages.
You can't handle the math I drop, it's nuclear,
Can't handle my storm, like Jupiter to the roman Lucifer,
Hades taking ladies, executioner, executing her.
That's your Megera make you faint like Meteora.
I just now regular, rising up from mediocre.
The Joker without the lipstick who can rip shit.
Till its over, call me over and I'll finish this.
Hendrix in the deck so I'm mentioning not limits
When adrenaline starts kicking in I'm feeling it like Jay Z back in 96 before he grew illiterate.
I might stutter just a lite bit.
Just the Hyde guy trying to squeeze in a hint to correct my shit.
Cause right now I'm feeling cool and maxed.
And a matter of fact, I only act a fool when friends got my back,
If not, I'm gallant with The font that I rock,
When it drops, best believe it pops snot like Viktor Vaughn coming in on Uckapon, the Jumbo Tron
Gives me the words that keep me floating on,
Beyond infinity and beyond a fluked zoot suit,
I always keep it real, that's why I produce poop
But write truth, and write you, despite rude, never nude,
Sentences I sense an end to this conversation shortly.
Like a Corgi but this girly is a bitch hitching my brain to her ankle, I need a stitch, my brain dangles in the ditch between her lobes and I know,
If I grow I'll make it home,
So I set up shop, cropped the top and dug in.
Polished chrome and now I'm all in,
Invested.
Somewhat interested...