I gotta lotta punk rock knowledge, make punk dollas
I am what you consider is unreal, though I'm a virgin to gun steel
I don't even know how one feel.
Don't be shocked if I leave a gun fight with a knife kill.
Wait... lemme step back a number
and re-approach with what you asked for; humble
name of a king, I'm a slave to the beat
fame's my dream. I go by name of Wolfi G.
I'm the truth, like you ain't catch me lyin.
When I write these rhymes, I spit fire like I'm next to Dylan
I wanna kick real; yeah, the nerve a me tryin
I ain't gone stop until I'm next Ryan. I was born a giant
Since I was grown enough to mourn the dyin,
I was in 3rd grade coaxin riots. Way I threw my weight
teachers pro'ly thought I moved that yay.
had niggas late registratin like kanye
Niggas is bulets so I gotta bring the proof to lames
Oil or water we will never move the same
Rap's fucked up and we're lookin for who's to blame
If I gotta move like a winner feelin a loser's pain, so be it.
Just know I'm never choosin' fame,
at the cost of being a loser abusin gain
I want my name on them checks next to that X like Malcom
killin' every alchemist beat with flow of amalgum
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Rolexusn 1 year ago
Yes yes yez A consious Flow...nice.
shebamanow 1 year ago