Fuck Being Polite (Free of Style)

[Produced By Lakim]

[Intro]
DIAS!
Something like thats
3-5-8 over two days
3-5-8 over two dias
Yeah, before i slept
Afro-Brazil coming soon
Lakim
Goldlink

[Verse 1]
Suck a dick you fucking prick
I hope you get sick and die of AIDS
You full of shit you fucking bitch
Don't bleep my fouls
Bleep your name called (bleep)
Crazy chickens, insane wizards and witches
This simple message is hidden in bushes like crippin' krypitc
(hold up!)
I do this for my blood
You know battery shit, when it's low I show no love
Don't flattery me bitch
I got the chancery to Mastery
Like Robert Green, the 21st century Mozart
I strategize tragedy like Oedipus
Flow with ease like gravity
Don't bullock my fantasy
Why you fucking with my love
Electric Circus, Common Buzz
Electric circuit, she's pulls the plugs
Like Dr Taylor, paging God
While I hunt the devil like Kraven no Jason nigga
I'm running a race on broken roads
"you sane?" they ask
Cuz I say we can fix the tracks with bolts
Lighting never strikes twice
But yet I'm shocked n jolted with a one bite
But never I shy, I never cry
The first cut is deep
Nada foi um mesmo

[Break]
Minha alma canta!
Você pode me ouvir?!
Yeah yeah
I think I have more to do
I think I can rap some more
AkinG Kalld Pedro, yeah
3-5-8 over two days
Dias

[Verse 2]
And as you're smoking, choking, rolling
While getting that golden token
I'ma school on some shit
That so very fucking important
To Akinola Jordan Pedro my name Is well... balanced
AkinG Kalld Pedro the best
You see I got the talent check it
I got no malice
And I'll be damn to push ton
But last time I checked, I was dope nigga
Last time I check, I was Abgnale Jr
Loser I sue ya if you take anyone of my future concepts
Fuck a feature from drake
Don't want no Canadian fucking my dame
That's why I had to find lady that doesn't take care of fame And thanks me later like I came late
You're too late, my peers are getting signed
While I'm trying to reach the baby in the skies
The Salvador, I ride with Christ
Nothing was the same
So hear me recook up a phrase
Bourdain please explain AkinG Kalld Mastermane is the Underbelly of the beast that I can really pray
Abolish the hate, new slaves cocaine
Hipsters and hoes at a slow rate
But win the race, Usain
I'm mentally ill
A beautiful mind
That Sybil split shrine
Yeah impersonate, two face
I assassinate your fave then turn around and save
Them thots from jokers, Ra's, bane, freeze!
As I change to something that suits Bruce Wayne
I batemane, like Charlie Day
Kill the horrible bosses? but instead I'll work my way
Convert them whores to virgin Mary mate
Soon I'll be pulling them strings
Cuz Pinocchio's nose already knows
I never lie and never say no to being on
Cuz I'm going backwards forwards towards upward
Never lower my standards like I'm Bing Chandler
Just a friend of a friend
Providing a Kryptic letter mane
But....