STYLEE by SevidemiC

I need respect in your accent.
Flow is a whip when I crash it.
ABACABB, bitch, I'm unlocking it all.
Chopping the raw. light it up n open my casket.
Burner hides in a fleece shaka.
WAYF gang synergy mana.
Soul brudda cold bringing lava.
talk shit n get ur beating brought up
dee nigga bullcork - eating from my plate, they took a full fork
kill a piggy - sandwich is a pulled pork.
These niggas half balling, never full court.
DemiC get to killing wit my ghoul horde.
These niggas so lame and I'm too bored.
I got a body, but i want 2 more.
Front line shooter in a new war.
Riches and magic behind the blue door.
Anything u ever fuckin wanted is in here.
WAYFers all around. (Stylee)

*boost verse 17%*

The re-up.
Dont you talk about it, throw a G up.
Chillin with the lead, but I never put my feet up.
Destiny bless, but passion supersede 'her.
In cups. look around n all o this sucks.
Any fiend will honor this-a-rush.
Takin these anonymous drugs.
Shower by a 9, they will not Pop Smoke me.
Scored with the 4, then they hit me with a cold 3.
Farm that bitch for her sexual energy.
The one that the dead way send to me.
The run slow, never - betcha get a piece.
My versus. Frying up a yellow fish!
Chefs apron, but I'm a test patient.
The door is still open, let the meta breathe.

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Zombie Music
• Albuquerque