[Verse 1]
I'm the
Most spectacular spittin wit this vernacular
Sharp, like a scapula niggas bite like they Dracula
The people, is who this track it fah
Bump this in your Acura swervin right through the traffic brah
.. Uh, now I know I ain't a master but
I try to stay fly flier then what Casper does
I'm nice, not evil like the yakuza
I bleed on the beat each lines from my vascular
Spit poke balls attention I'm gonna capture yah
Got ABC's to show, no bachelor
Take down the rivals like a mixed martial grappla
From the top all the way down to the straggla
The deal is done, I'm a bad haggla
Bout to ride out, cowboy saddle up
So I riddled these rhythms to leave skulls rattled up
Think outside the box, umps yellin batter up
[Verse 2]
It's really make or brake, behind these 808s
Some be like a-okay while I'm on this paper chase
Chevy, I mean heavy, bass shake the place
On a higher level, nigga, my rap is laced
With dopeness, I lost focus
Got a magic camera, screamed out hocus pocus
Now I'm flier then some locus, spit bomb like a lotus
First calm now you notice, haters scream bogus
Used to ball for the bucks like Bogut
Got none so I'm workin on my flow just
Wait a minute let me really get up in it
I'm a cynic in a clinic that's about to reach my limit
Boom, I forgot the tick tick
If the chick chick is sick sick we gotta dip dip
Tryna get my name exposed like a nip slip
So put your hands up, if you get this
[Verse 3]
Whoop whoop swag swag I'm the new cool cat
The name is Fresh, but, you knew that
Unless you frontin like the Saints, who dat
Spicin up the game with a little bit of boom bap
So take a sip of this certified sickness
Sit and witness, me, doin business
This is Christmas, put it on your wish list
A carbon copy of the wicked, sickest
I'm waldo, lost in the game
The fame, got a nigga using up rogaine
Gotta spit romaine off the noodle like I go haime
I mean ham, man, I'm insane
Swing through like Spiderman no Jew but Hebrew hot bars dude flier then some emu
Most rap cats are glass acts see through blowin cash fast nah nigga you a preview
To me, Fresh the dominator, Fresh, the drama slayer
Fresh, the condom hater, I mean I'm raw, no latex or safe sex
I'm goin in it's my turn to play chess
So, go a head play checkers
I'll just make hit records
Arsonist, I'm awesome sick, who cares
If you feelin this, say yeah
I'm the
Most spectacular spittin wit this vernacular
Sharp, like a scapula niggas bite like they Dracula
The people, is who this track it fah
Bump this in your Acura swervin right through the traffic brah
.. Uh, now I know I ain't a master but
I try to stay fly flier then what Casper does
I'm nice, not evil like the yakuza
I bleed on the beat each lines from my vascular
Spit poke balls attention I'm gonna capture yah
Got ABC's to show, no bachelor
Take down the rivals like a mixed martial grappla
From the top all the way down to the straggla
The deal is done, I'm a bad haggla
Bout to ride out, cowboy saddle up
So I riddled these rhythms to leave skulls rattled up
Think outside the box, umps yellin batter up
[Verse 2]
It's really make or brake, behind these 808s
Some be like a-okay while I'm on this paper chase
Chevy, I mean heavy, bass shake the place
On a higher level, nigga, my rap is laced
With dopeness, I lost focus
Got a magic camera, screamed out hocus pocus
Now I'm flier then some locus, spit bomb like a lotus
First calm now you notice, haters scream bogus
Used to ball for the bucks like Bogut
Got none so I'm workin on my flow just
Wait a minute let me really get up in it
I'm a cynic in a clinic that's about to reach my limit
Boom, I forgot the tick tick
If the chick chick is sick sick we gotta dip dip
Tryna get my name exposed like a nip slip
So put your hands up, if you get this
[Verse 3]
Whoop whoop swag swag I'm the new cool cat
The name is Fresh, but, you knew that
Unless you frontin like the Saints, who dat
Spicin up the game with a little bit of boom bap
So take a sip of this certified sickness
Sit and witness, me, doin business
This is Christmas, put it on your wish list
A carbon copy of the wicked, sickest
I'm waldo, lost in the game
The fame, got a nigga using up rogaine
Gotta spit romaine off the noodle like I go haime
I mean ham, man, I'm insane
Swing through like Spiderman no Jew but Hebrew hot bars dude flier then some emu
Most rap cats are glass acts see through blowin cash fast nah nigga you a preview
To me, Fresh the dominator, Fresh, the drama slayer
Fresh, the condom hater, I mean I'm raw, no latex or safe sex
I'm goin in it's my turn to play chess
So, go a head play checkers
I'll just make hit records
Arsonist, I'm awesome sick, who cares
If you feelin this, say yeah
( Griffe Jr. )
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