SOUL MENACE 3

[Verse 1: Breeton Boi]
I told that boy, "Better step to the plate"
If he really want beef then I'm serving it
He wanna talk like he best in the game
Homie, get on a beat and determine it
All of this chat chat, brodie, just rap rap
Anything else is superfluous
Been dropping these verses
My fans all like Maki Zenin
They ain't seeing no curses
But no Maki, I'm talking 'bout Maka
Take your soul in my hands if I wanna
Yutapon Cubes, way I'm breaking your block up
Thought you hot but you stepped in a sauna
If Drip right beside 'em, the stick finna pop 'еm
Your chick still with us, looking at manga
Your chick still call me Breeton Boi-sama
And wanna kick it, Ronaldinho, wait

[Verse 2: Breeton Boi]
Two twin Glocks, that's Liz and Patty
Tried to talk big talk, now he ain't chatty
Bеst believe these shots hit panoramic
When he beat, he Asura, filled with madness
I don't think no more, bro, this a habit
Me missing? Never happens
Team ain't winning? Can't imagine
Drip free, icy Patek
Diss me? Might get tragic
If you claim you the ace of your team, I'm Akainu
You get no dap homie, I do not like you
Think you a beast, what's a beast to a Kaiju
Don't you make me remind you
She act like she Seiso, yet do what I say so
I'm being an A-Hole, but she let me in a hole
You rappers'll pay loads, I just get the payload
And keep me a K close, if I want a Case Closed, like aye!

[Verse 3: Drip$tick]
Ay, yeah
I still don't care about you or your problems
Stick got a sight like it's Maka
You muhfuckers step to the menace, my men'll go off em
Drip been a trending lil topic
I tell 'em go talk to your favorite
They'll state that I'm popping
I see 'em switching as soon as I walk in
Young Poseidon, water god, I'll wash him
'Dusa snaking in the way you talking
The flow is Crona, backed up by a monster
Loop full of warriors, we terracotta
Caught up with the bands, if I like it, I cop it
My mental Akaza, you try me you coffin
I'm piling my commas, you dying to stop it
I widen my reach and you whining
Be modest and throw up the towel like nausea, bitch

[Verse 4: Drip$tick]
Stein, they be labbing all day and don't say none
Shoutout Ham man, I still got the ray gun
I know that boy an evader, I pull out the saber
The laser tell him that his fate come
Broke ass boy, wanna feat, better pay some
I see him shift when I say it ain't free
He think he the one, he get left in deceit
I'm a weapon, I'm feasting on 99 beats
I've been surrounded, Excalibur rappers
You bore me to death and the cycle repeats
I got the drip, it's the shit you can't teach him
Leave him underground, he looking like the Kishin
I gave him the clip and discretion was needed
Me and Breeton undefeated with the hits
Leave his energy depleted
We the sickest team up in this bitch
Tell us when we miss, aye