Murasame Freestyle

[Verse 1: Breeton Boi]
I don't care about the first of April cause ain’t nothing funny
Fatal for opponents if they ever dare to come across me
When I get up in my bag I gotta ask them who can stop me
Once I'm in the cut I guess it's over like I’m Murasame

[Verse 2: Mir Blackwell]
Esdeath for anybody, the body left cold now
These niggas really cocky, but copy the whole sound
The beam from the chop turn an opp to a toad now
Some men out here biting, they riding with toad now
But they don't see the bottom line

[Verse 3: Breeton Boi]
I'm the one your idol's idolize
Hatеrs steady watching, I don't do nothing for idle eyеs
This ain't Pokemon, but battles ensues if our eyes align
Tourist, how I snipe 'em, see, in the sights and the shot is mine

[Verse 4: Mir Blackwell]
I'm the one the opps fear, cop lears, top tier
I don’t wanna hear your favorite rapper if it’s not Mir
Big gun blast a tortoise shell, then I'm not here
Sensitive rappers drop tears when they drop tiers

[Verse 5: Breeton Boi]
You can catch a clip like we on Twitch and chat is active in it
Choppa get to popping, it ain’t stopping, yes, I'm that addicted
Tried to get his hands up on my chick, but now he lacking digits
Breeton Boi and Mir, we on the track, we getting reckless with it

[Verse 6: Mir Blackwell]
Niggas thought this duo left the game, but we back up in it
Almighty keef with these bitches, got a smash addiction
Shorty locked eyes, left her man in like half of minute
Chopper pop eyes cause it can, that bitch strapped with spinach

[Verse 7: Mir Blackwell & Breeton Boi]
Activision, they think it's a game till I crash the mission
That nigga was heading the rocks till I snatched his vision
Clock so big, it leave haters more holy than a mass of Christians
Then I wonder where they at, on Twitter I was stacked with mentions
Quite the menace, shorty wants the pipe, so I just might get in it
Endeavor with the chain, it's never plain, I had to ice the pendant
It’s plain to see I'm on the rise, I'm on my ascension
Bring the homies along for the ride like a flight attendant

[Outro: Breeton Boi & Mir Blackwell]
Bruh, let's go! Uh
Yessir! Loop shit, nigga