MONSTER POINT!

[Intro]
YUH!
How the fuck do I rap, bro?
Hold on, let me try to remember…

[Verse]
They know I been gone for a minute
Gone for a second, I’m back now
Awesome with writtens
The punches be knocking like Pacquiao
Don’t do forgiveness
So you niggas really should back down
Even when I quit rap
You shouldn’t count Blax out
9 at his head, I’m shooting it proper, he 8 the bullet
7 shots, dead, he 6 feet under, with no peep or movement
5 foes down, 4 by my side, nigga, keep it pushing
Top 3 nigga, not 2, you get 1 guess
Got me screwed, I’m a god, this shit ain’t complex
Y’all see dude, who tryna talk likе he got prospects?
Huh!
That nigga really pushing up daisiеs
While his bitch is deflowered
We fucking right above the carcass
She dribble on my balls but cannot guard this
Aw shit!
That bitch is really gorgeous
She ask for me to make a video with her but she cannot afford it
Hold it!
You best find some paper or you get folded
You know this!
All about that bag chasing
Running every track, racing
City on my pack
I feel like Atlas, how my back aching
I ain’t ever stagnating
Never gon’ have that changing
Gun kick back and fire
No one flier, you can ask Jason
(Talk!)
We masking up like 2021
(Wait, it’s 2022?)
I got a 20/20 gun
Perfect vision on the chop
Each shot is aiming for the dub
Momma said reach for the stars
I put the K up to the sun
Bitch, I really do it
(Bitch, I really do it, bitch, I really do it)
Had to say that shit in triplicate
They know I been a unit
I don’t even need to prove it
After green, I keep it Druid
If you disagree
Then you can be like Hewitt
Talking to the ghosts
That nigga said some stupid shit
He scaring all the hoes
Niggas want a shot at me
They get a second dose
He getting so much smoke
His highest high is now a low
Iconic with the prose
I’m a con with many pros
This shit like static
I feel like I’m Virgil
I already mentioned titans
I already mentioned hurdles
I already climbed up to the top
On tracks, I’m running circles
I already mentioned triplicate
I’m after the Eternals
Motherfucker, there’s no way you getting home
Just Marvel at each bar, I been the baddest to the bone
Multiverse of Madness, in each one, I’m still the GOAT
I said that I’m like static, but I’m actually like Thor
I’m godly, but I keep it on the low
Key to rap is constant flow
Bank account from Babylon, now you know how the garden grow
Want my bucks, I want my dough
In the LOOP, I’m in the know
Repping Blax in Minnesota, I’m a Tire in the Snow, hah!
Hah!

[Outro]
That’s just how it goes
Blax be unopposed
Don’t need to spell it out
Labbing in the alph ruins
Man, I’m tired of unowns
Been a beast, you’ll need a doctor
When I’m chopping up ya zone