Pound Cake (VenomMix)

I flourish when niggas hate me/
Salivating whenever they get the chance to degrade me/
Praying on my downfall, like preying on my deadbeat -
Days where the sun's rays didn't shine as bright on most days/
Satellites fly like shooting stars, broke down whips, fixed to foreign cars/
Memories of missions where the family drove far/
Hoping to escape the day to day we all called...something not living/
Pleasing all my successes, til successions became empty/
Recesses to process the words plenty/
See stress, bleed on paper, I pen gently/
Respect the boy, cause the boy has grown plenty/
I write all my sins, never telling my tragedies/
Hoping all these niggas forever staying mad at me/
So when tragedy strikes hard, I Lamar Ball, score, the happenings/
Living proof that rap is still alive, poetic lyrics spitting, I'm making the game thrive/
Like J. Cole said, talent is how we survive/
Never mistake fame for skill, that's all lies/
Never hop trends, wave riding expends lives/
I revive and retry and make wack niggas realize/
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They hate my braggadocios nature, I just call it swagger/
Mentally a jackrabbit, I'm all 7's like Hue Hefner/
My claws adamantium, so I'm something like Hugh Jackman/
A warrior bred hero, yet never mind the man behind the mic rapping/
Snapping - giving y'all the shit you been fiending/
Like crack rocks and G Spots, I breathe and release yalls opinion/
Triple 8's in my solar system, questioning the motive/
Never do I miss them, but I always keep them floating/
In the cerebellum, my cerebral cortex a wild vortex/
My intellect surpass supreme, it's like Einstein mixed with Morpheus/
Like Stark mixed with Banner, I wave the banner for the conquest/
And this a fuck you to any wack fool tryna contest/
All bless...
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My bars more vicious than the leash on Mike Vick is/
Sickening, bars so ill they gon need vaccinations/
Your shit so basic, bitch you so basic/
My rhymes more toxic than fluid of a Snake skin/
Chasing after Green like Hulk meets Gamma Rays/
Safe to say I'm a fish fillet the game til its grilled Salmon on display/
Spitting Dark Age bars, like a nigga run crusades/
With the cross on my chest, spit these raps in Jesus name/
Who can say who the mainstay of the Mainway of hiphop/
Big shot caller with a big shock collar, cause the boy like Fenrir/
Strike fear in the hearts of all, I bring natural despair/
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King cobra, I roll Snake eyes, no G. I. Joe/
Stormbreaker Strikes Lightning, smiting all my foes/
Fighting through adversity, and all my woes/
Ask my why, and I reply - "that's what I do"/
A young Samurai, the Mafia La Familia, we killing y'all/
90s vibes for the soul, cause I'll never let it die/
The boom bap stays true rap, my true eyes can dissect/
Your disguise, I devise your demise in 5 steps/
I flash step, with fast speed, Tetsuga, my prospect/
Rasengan, in my hand, explode, your projects/
This the flow of a reject combined with a misfit/
Tight knit fist of a knight who bring bliss to the night/
On the night of the world most travelled/
Unravel all tangles to the world becomes fragile/
I'm gone...