My servants began to forge what was to become the most dreaded costume on the face of the earth. The last thing to fit was the mask. Will it conform to my twisted features in comfort? He cleans his metal mask with gasoline, they after him Last seen pulling chicks like a fiend pull a fast one Can't put shit past him Got niggas on his own team mad enough to blast him Retarded in real life, on the mic Rain Man Stand close to his main man like a chain gang Who give a fxxk about who or they fancy crew That's no mystery that Hardy Boys do with Nancy Drew Saw her with her drawers down, caught her The extorter bring slaughter like "Well I oughta" I suggest you hand over the formula doula A villain in your land, in his land a ruler Hard hitting like puffing a woolah with Lieutenant Uhura Every day feel like it's an off day with Ferris Bueller Brother pull heat to prove they not sweet No matter how you spell it, we still got beats Don't question how we live, question what we give Take it to the next leave 'em where they can't see me Still they judge, but they be butt ass Twist that wig like a muppet, keep it simple, can't truss it Light's the fuel, mic is the tool Drink Jack, kick back, drop jewel, finish what I start Mastered the art, living hell can't explain it Inhale confuse it more, cop the .44 Contemplate, meditate, dictate I direct my direct fate, coming of late Kurious, can I say, "Shit?" Do it for CottleRock, do it for K.Nit (RIP) K-N-I-T, Sub R-O-C (Eternally for M-I-C) Only we save we By candlelight my hand will write these rhymes 'til I'm burnt out Mostly from experience, shit that I learned about Topics and views, generally concerned about With different ways to come up and earn clout I take a look at my life and pace the trails From Tablik and savage females with fake nails to face veils You out your frame but still bagging 'em too You know I know, these hoes be asking me if I'm you Like my twin brother, we did everything together From hundred raka'at salats to copping butter leathers Remember when you went and got the dark blue Ballys I had all the different color Cazals and Gazelles The "SUBROC" three-finger ring with the ruby in the "O", ock Truly the illest dynamic duo on the whole block I keep a flick of you with the machete sword in your hand Everything is going according to plan man
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