An Intro (prod. by F14)

from A Mixed Tape by Paul Nyakatura

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lyrics

Never procrastinate
This ni**a stuck on fascinate
Lyrically yellin’
I scream, I come after cake
Indentured to your cl*t
Slave to your masturbate
Bound to blast the safe, steal the masterpiece and drown the bait
Watch the gown and gait
The round, the brown, the cakes
Loungin’ great
Around the clown abound about a pound of mean-ish, green-ish leaning grapes
Bleeding lakes
Freeing fiends on lines of baked
I’m lying, I’m the type to bake
Lycan-like I lick my fangs
Write to fight the biting pain
I’m only slightly not insane-o
Control her? No, your only hope is to contain h**s
Controller Joe, slave crop from Columbianos
Control the flow, gonna pop ‘cause I’m beyond those
When I cop, mediano
Fly under SONAR modules
Stand by, I’m f**king standing by who’s staying by them f**king models
Morals by the wayside
Air Force, Army, Naval base-wide
Met your wife in the ‘Ville and she called my d**k “Safe Ride”
Droppin’ 30s from the court like I bust a whole case wide
Open season on ya breezy
Save the ringing for the Bayside
Play it right and I’ma get my whole team on
Peons to neon
No-show to Soul Glo
We’ll be gone for eons
Postal then coastal
Peace signs to free minds
The local is vocal
Fathers found focus
The focal is what we agree on
Fisticuffs ain’t much
Most business happens over lunch