DONT CROSS THAT LINE

Verse 1

They say mode old , new boys fresh to death
Either they stupid or they bugging off the crystal Meth
I see an A-list of wannabes I give em F
DonT talk I DonT wanna smell gorilla breath
Its the biggest one you hear that Elizabeth
I'm coming to join you
Hiphop triggered it
Tired of rapping idiots chatting like they serious they big dummies
Somebody warn dem
They talk junk so I Sanford and Son them
They do not exist fire burn dem

Its often long when , I am dealing with lames
I'm stoic I taught myself to handle the pain
One question , how u gon milk the game
When your lactose intolerant
Irrelevant pink elephant stuttering no speech impediment
Forget the sentiments you can't rap and its evident

Verse 2

It goes , henny in the VIP
Let it flow
No space on the table its packed with XO
You probably think we playing tic tack toe
I'm a polymath period ipso facto
I'm punching they pinching
Inching forward they wack though
Pockets really getting fat though
Your chic ratchet making a racket she's not subtle
Tell her to serve me its badminton with the cock shuttle
Philosopher black Aristotle
Buzzing off the bottle
Name a book and you bet it
I read it
I'm in the sky fly bye call the paramedics
Never give a for airtime they get no credit
Boom the Dane go and beef I dead it
Your career's a deleted scene from the final edit
My style rasta man lock nuff man ah dread it
Cold world so its plausible that I DonT sweat it