Nuketown Freestyle

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Right now I’m in battle in Krypton
Cause I demand all of their woman wear thin thongs
They told me they gonna get Superman
My flow is water, I don’t give a Hoover damn
Or even a J Edgar
Don’t get your buzz cut Ain’t talking bout edge ups
The hood full of devious niggas
Who not talking ball when they talking bout clippers
Cut your life no using a scissor
Move out or end up a walker
No Kemba
I just want me a baddie like SZA
I love me all races and shades of women
When niggas be letting that 30 rock everybody gonna turn into Kenneth
When the rest of em was drinking Minute Maid
I snuck in an office and made Liz
Lemonade
No matter who niggas try to be
Know I’m the boss of this shit
Jack Donaghy
Stump these dudes
Like I severed their forearm
The opps gon get Tracy
You still gon be Mor-gon
Deliver the pieces
To all the teachers
Hoping they read
This 60 limb thesis

[Verse 2]
Controlling ur mind like telekenesis
Blowing your mind my headshots elite bitch
Burn up ur clique in a fit of rage
I ride in the ghost, Call me Johnny Blaze
Don’t you get it
I’m the ghost rider
Don’t you wish I was your ghostwriter
Don’t get mad at me cause my lines tighter
Than your girl vagina when I pump inside her
I fade impastas
That a slump lasagna
Don’t gimme no charges your honor
I’m dishing these fuckbois some karma
My viciousness part of my dharma

[Verse 3]
Feel that in your hat and your armor
Try to get away imma haunt ya
Get a nigga nuked now
He was talking shit up in Nuketown
Gotta a couple shots with a killstreak round
Now this nigga bout to go down
Ground and Pound like I’m UFC
You was talking shit don’t look at me
Now I spell out your eulogy
Now you dead on the fucking floor
You a little pipsqueak, miss me?
Sike! Pull up with the lefts and the right
Hit a little nigga tonight, he gon die while he riding a bike, he a little kid, little tyke
Pull up with guns, big bitch, big titty bitch in the back of my car she is a dyke
She like both sides, both sides
Nigga we both ride, both ride
Both ride
She said she swallow don’t tell nobody
You talking shit? Better tell nobody
Pull up with a couple clips on ya head
Talking shit then you ending up dead
In the back of a pool all red
Uh, yeah
All red like a message by a seen bitch
You was talking all that shit you a scene bitch
I made so much money off your spleen bitch
Cutthroat like the chorus
You talking shit
Stimulate your bitch clitoris
Uh, yeah, I eat it up like Porridge
Talking shit, you soft like a Mormon