RKO (Freestyle) by D.Steed

The beat drop like RkO
Drop bars on top that’s TKO
I ain't playing with these people
and I know the world cold so I came to game with a flamethrower
Givin' the streets that heatstroke
Beat up the beat like Craig did Debo
Now I got a brick that I need gone
And that bird gone fly, that’s right on time

Goin live through the stereo, 'till you taste that bass and feel that treble What’s a block to a echo,
They can’t gauge the merit nor channel the levels,
no matter rebuttal they still hate the color—
the connotation straight related to trouble
look how we came up, like Django—
remember them days , workin them slave shifts
then we got paid— now we got paper,
A nigga still digging them graves, bitches still gold diggin' ,
say — don’t hate the player hate the game don’t make me pull your card I'm the ace, betta quit playin' wit a spade
betta tell ya babe to keep away and save face
I drop a jewel to enlighten fools, I never pity them — they not worth adrenaline.


WOW!
Droppin' in like Owen Wilson pushing pensions and prescriptions with the pen
Check the penmanship now
The art of war, don’t start a war you don’t really wanna go out
in a blaze of glory,
walkin' through the barrens and the wastelands with the samurai sword on me

Only the lord knows me
The only one that can hold me , back— from takin your dome off ya shoulders.
I'll stack, ya skull next to my opponents if you eva compare me to phony
Don’t ever talk down, if you won’t walk up for it

What’s a bullet to my blade when my blade bully bullets fully without reloading,
I’m so explosive
Crack codes when my scope focused,
Hack loads of folders leaving foes exposed in the open
D.Steed


Written By: D'Marrea M. Steed (D.Steed)

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