Boxcutter Samurai

[Intro]
Have you ever heard the legend of the Boxcutter Samurai?
He was a great warrior

[Verse 1]
On the real none more alive than this
Just a rhyme with this
You gonna need survival kits
Peep the flow and how live it is
Your whole team is turkeys like Iverson
Our sun is why you can't handle son like Irish kids
You ain't never heard this type of shit
I spit on types of plague and viruses
I don't know what style it's in or what a stylus is
I just huff and puff and turn your house into a pile of bricks
Dialysis surrounded by heavy hate
You're testing fate
You die laughing like Chevy Chase
Wait, no way, no weight but it's got heavy base
CPC we got heavyweights in every state
See me coming mean it's time to go
The Lost Cauze make you see stars like kaleidoscope
You must be high on dope
I don't even know how you grieve with so many dicks lodged inside your dome
It's the samurai

[Hook]
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[Verse 2]
Smoke a glassy bowl on the grassy knoll
Me and my man make classics like Abbey Road
I'm the baddest bro
I'll be gladly known as a nasty foe 'til I'm paid like Daddy Knowles
Word to Solange I bomb, I'm Pompeii
Three stacks like Andre, rap beyond gay
I bring that masculinity back
This, that, evaporate into raw energy rap
Keep the town wet
With spit that ain't reach the ground yet
Stages grew legs and ran in fear of my sound check
Disgusting like a hound's breath, after he found flesh
Blood spews from pews
When I'm found dressed in the sharpest threads
I'm off my meds and you're marked for dead
Wearing dicks across your head
Wearing your cousin's skirt
You're a fucking jerk
Get your mother merked
Like Jesus Shuttlesworth
The Samurai

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Yeah, it's a lock 'cause I hold the key
Who you supposed to be?
The potency to outdope MCs
Leave 'em holy like rosaries
Hosiery around the face so you won't know it's me
The game was taught rather than sold to me by the oldest G's
Who sell coke love they kids hold their toasters squeezed
Hurt in their eyes and scars on the back of their hands
Back to the bar playing cards with cigars in their hands
Inhale wisdom and blow back a swarm of locusts
Man I'm focused, stay well lit like royal oak is
Be the opus, Snowgoons beats is focused
Animal in it to commit acts atrocious
FBI got posters and photos of my soldiers
Inside of black folders, trying to fold us
But we remain wizards that's cloakless
Open razor, black roses, done rap for Moses
The Samurai

[Outro]
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