Yo, 40 degrees inside so hot I gave you a piece of mind
You evil demon get away I throw up that Jesus sign
I’ve seen the signs it’s time for me to breathe in mics
I’ve been this nice since Christ was sat eating rice
I mould the mics till my sound is sounding nice
And roll the dice till i win poker night
I was found beneath the ice if you see me be precise or you get sniped between the eyes my rhymes are tight
It’s fight or flight come home from work and light the spliff I’m flying high hip hop taught me to ride or die I’m just a normal guy kinda
I’m weird with a sick ass beard I’m never feared my aim is to be revered but every person in the universe searching through the hit list in order to find out who to verse
Before you cop that car you got to go and buy that scooter first acacia made the track so go ahead and fucking cue the chorus
Now it’s getting dangerous / llunch is spitting flammables / burning through the speakers
Llunch is melting all the radios, radios melting all the radios
Burning through the speakers llunch is melting all the radios
X2
The relm of sanity pop a pill and then there is clarity this game has been dented by an M-C im here to pannel beat
I am ravenous up on the track im bout to damage it its causing havoc with the amount of stattic that i omit
And i admit it that im the villian in every city
Not even thanos can spot me you might need that wandavision
"You the greatest" a statement thats just a supposision
We all inhabit the planet its a case of subdivision
My tongue is twisted like twister when I'm on this spitting mission
My compositions hit different when Im out here gunja tripping
When i run with this shit its no wonder woman wanna wonder with him
Im Getting paper Like MichaelScott-dunder miflin
Now it’s getting dangerous / llunch is spitting flammables / burning through the speakers
Llunch is melting all the radios, radios
Burning through the speakers llunch is melting all the radios
You evil demon get away I throw up that Jesus sign
I’ve seen the signs it’s time for me to breathe in mics
I’ve been this nice since Christ was sat eating rice
I mould the mics till my sound is sounding nice
And roll the dice till i win poker night
I was found beneath the ice if you see me be precise or you get sniped between the eyes my rhymes are tight
It’s fight or flight come home from work and light the spliff I’m flying high hip hop taught me to ride or die I’m just a normal guy kinda
I’m weird with a sick ass beard I’m never feared my aim is to be revered but every person in the universe searching through the hit list in order to find out who to verse
Before you cop that car you got to go and buy that scooter first acacia made the track so go ahead and fucking cue the chorus
Now it’s getting dangerous / llunch is spitting flammables / burning through the speakers
Llunch is melting all the radios, radios melting all the radios
Burning through the speakers llunch is melting all the radios
X2
The relm of sanity pop a pill and then there is clarity this game has been dented by an M-C im here to pannel beat
I am ravenous up on the track im bout to damage it its causing havoc with the amount of stattic that i omit
And i admit it that im the villian in every city
Not even thanos can spot me you might need that wandavision
"You the greatest" a statement thats just a supposision
We all inhabit the planet its a case of subdivision
My tongue is twisted like twister when I'm on this spitting mission
My compositions hit different when Im out here gunja tripping
When i run with this shit its no wonder woman wanna wonder with him
Im Getting paper Like MichaelScott-dunder miflin
Now it’s getting dangerous / llunch is spitting flammables / burning through the speakers
Llunch is melting all the radios, radios
Burning through the speakers llunch is melting all the radios
( Llunch )
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