[Intro]
Heem Team nigga
Kool Klux nigga
Yeah
Swag
[Verse 1]
Avionadramida there's a chance you know of me
My life is chasing opposites of sober until its over with
Controlling shitkk, immobile due to underage portables
From my pet Bulbasaur who's stroking whores on the sofa and floor
Bruise vocal chords of your closest whore, wholesome boy
Leave the track blacker than Okafor in the toaster
For the course of 4 hours with the power of Kanye's captivated
Pet Lion, when I'm supplying rhymes, bitch I trade
The feeling of mellow, these niggas Andrew Bynum, my timing
Is equivalent to lightning which striking, on mics I'm
Enticing, I'm like the Barbra Streisand of writin'
Through the eyes of Morgan Freeman when Jim Carrey was smitin'
I'm worshipped like Isis by Egyptian fighters of lycans, inspired by the
Pipin' of lighters, while gettin' higher, decypher what I
Cut, I write the Scyther, girlfriends I be swiping
Due to finest attire, my mind is on fire, women I get
Behind 'em and give them seismic amounts of pipe and obviously
They like it, hotter than the sign of the pisces or pisci
With my too hype dreams, and SB Nike's
Nigga's don't like me
[Interlude]
Hold on lemme catch my breath
Aight
I'm back
[Verse 2]
Heem Team to the death
In the crib just smoking with Nile, niggas encroaching our style
Women we smoking them out
Get your chick wet as Totodile breast stroking the Nile
So while I smoke on this loud, I dig a hole in her mouth
Your bitch has control of her mouth, like a low payed contract
I'm holding it out, that kid, just to prove a point
I will mack your bitch, take her to Sacks Fifth, come back with bags filled
Penetrate her vaginal passages directly afterwards
Something like Radical with rapping words, vocab's absurd
Blowing grass, but before you pass it you gotta ash it first
Watch it as I snatch her purse
Discard everything but the Chap-Stick
Lime green shit, I'm Bio-Hazardous in Dallas with calluses
Smoking Mavericks with Lazarus, fresh up out the Labyrinth
Reaction to the catalyst, I'm smashing shit, you bastard bitch
Your lady friend keeps paging me, I'mma hit it like Satchelist
RMell can you master this
Shortly after I've had my bit of fascionist laxena
Liquid narc like lazernus, you catching this, Kool Klux Klan
We taking laxatives, so unless you like shit (Freestyle x3)
You better find another ass to kiss
I probably fucked your baddest bitch (Yeah, Yeah)
I'mma go off the dome, my niggas toting chrome (Yeah, Yeah)
And fucking Washington, D.C that is my home (I'll top that)
I'm recording over Rode, that is the microphone (Aaahhh)
Audio Technica, I spit the bestest shit (goddamn)
When it isn't written, this shit is ridiculous
Chronicles of Riddick
Can any nigga stand in the sun and get burnt (Hahaha)
Niggas don't want it I'm turned up like Roscoe Dash
Roscoe past that, uggh, tobacco grass, uggh
Check it niggas I'm sexing the bestest bitch
Relentless in my approach
Inevitable that I'm gonna get cheddar boy
I'm on top like a header boy, on your Tumblr
I do not fumble (Shut the Fuck up)
I'm Adrian Peterson (Your fucking up, shut up)
With rumbling (Shut up) techniques (Shut up) over technique
(Stop rapping, stop rapping)
No you shut the fuck up
[Outro]
Rewind everything I just said, and listen to that shit
See if you actually get that shit
Kool Klux Klan motherfucka's
All motherfucking day, if you dont like that shit man...
Go slap box your great grand mother
The fuck you talking about nigga
Heem Team nigga
Kool Klux nigga
Yeah
Swag
[Verse 1]
Avionadramida there's a chance you know of me
My life is chasing opposites of sober until its over with
Controlling shitkk, immobile due to underage portables
From my pet Bulbasaur who's stroking whores on the sofa and floor
Bruise vocal chords of your closest whore, wholesome boy
Leave the track blacker than Okafor in the toaster
For the course of 4 hours with the power of Kanye's captivated
Pet Lion, when I'm supplying rhymes, bitch I trade
The feeling of mellow, these niggas Andrew Bynum, my timing
Is equivalent to lightning which striking, on mics I'm
Enticing, I'm like the Barbra Streisand of writin'
Through the eyes of Morgan Freeman when Jim Carrey was smitin'
I'm worshipped like Isis by Egyptian fighters of lycans, inspired by the
Pipin' of lighters, while gettin' higher, decypher what I
Cut, I write the Scyther, girlfriends I be swiping
Due to finest attire, my mind is on fire, women I get
Behind 'em and give them seismic amounts of pipe and obviously
They like it, hotter than the sign of the pisces or pisci
With my too hype dreams, and SB Nike's
Nigga's don't like me
[Interlude]
Hold on lemme catch my breath
Aight
I'm back
[Verse 2]
Heem Team to the death
In the crib just smoking with Nile, niggas encroaching our style
Women we smoking them out
Get your chick wet as Totodile breast stroking the Nile
So while I smoke on this loud, I dig a hole in her mouth
Your bitch has control of her mouth, like a low payed contract
I'm holding it out, that kid, just to prove a point
I will mack your bitch, take her to Sacks Fifth, come back with bags filled
Penetrate her vaginal passages directly afterwards
Something like Radical with rapping words, vocab's absurd
Blowing grass, but before you pass it you gotta ash it first
Watch it as I snatch her purse
Discard everything but the Chap-Stick
Lime green shit, I'm Bio-Hazardous in Dallas with calluses
Smoking Mavericks with Lazarus, fresh up out the Labyrinth
Reaction to the catalyst, I'm smashing shit, you bastard bitch
Your lady friend keeps paging me, I'mma hit it like Satchelist
RMell can you master this
Shortly after I've had my bit of fascionist laxena
Liquid narc like lazernus, you catching this, Kool Klux Klan
We taking laxatives, so unless you like shit (Freestyle x3)
You better find another ass to kiss
I probably fucked your baddest bitch (Yeah, Yeah)
I'mma go off the dome, my niggas toting chrome (Yeah, Yeah)
And fucking Washington, D.C that is my home (I'll top that)
I'm recording over Rode, that is the microphone (Aaahhh)
Audio Technica, I spit the bestest shit (goddamn)
When it isn't written, this shit is ridiculous
Chronicles of Riddick
Can any nigga stand in the sun and get burnt (Hahaha)
Niggas don't want it I'm turned up like Roscoe Dash
Roscoe past that, uggh, tobacco grass, uggh
Check it niggas I'm sexing the bestest bitch
Relentless in my approach
Inevitable that I'm gonna get cheddar boy
I'm on top like a header boy, on your Tumblr
I do not fumble (Shut the Fuck up)
I'm Adrian Peterson (Your fucking up, shut up)
With rumbling (Shut up) techniques (Shut up) over technique
(Stop rapping, stop rapping)
No you shut the fuck up
[Outro]
Rewind everything I just said, and listen to that shit
See if you actually get that shit
Kool Klux Klan motherfucka's
All motherfucking day, if you dont like that shit man...
Go slap box your great grand mother
The fuck you talking about nigga
( Avionadramida )
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