Boxcar sessionist black magic is
The magnet breakin` `em down to
Micro fragments. I might go dragnet
Shoot Joe on Friday if I miss I`ll
Get your one day won`t forget officer
Monday I`m good with gun play I get
Wreck check the boss don`t remove
Your firing pin punk `cause I get
Off comes the safety freak a clip
Or get plugged with the four 5th
Off my niggas hip best believe the
Triggers gettin` gripped we stroll
The back doors to the railroad is
Where we go when we flow hell
knows
and elbows are shot thrown don`t
blink
an eye gets ruff when I flex the
Ingrim chrome don`t even try it.
I`m the arsonist `cause I`ll burn you
With the slug I`m funky plus I got
Carpet fresh in my rug tug a war and
Get dug six feet under floor plans are
banned
Combat hand to hand cowards clocks
Is gettin` cleaned with detergent if
You want to freak a funky flow we
Can splurge it so I`ll perk like an
Expert I`ll send a flow that`ll kill
Bet I won`t break a sweat in a
Battle drill
Start ya engines but you look
Exhausted like carbon monoxide
I`m sly
Like a foxeye see me I`ll jack you
For your bundle G I`ll be lurking
In the rear smirking when you`re
Crumbling the hobo Junctionist
function
is to freak the lyrical smoke a
Blunt to the grill till we reach
The spiritual world then get wit ya
Girl dip her like a tea bag up it
another notch for the flea bag king
Queens be freaky fiends don`t sleep
and
Fall think the cocks the bomb but like
Tom you`ll get brokawf sheer energy
So u know I be stockin` rear entities
Eatin` linto beans and I do reek when
I speak true who`s this ya girl nice
To freak you let me freak a clip slip
one
In the chamber click clak that`s the
Sound of the gat right before the jack
Comes true I thought you knew
That`s ya cue oh! But you`re a hero
Muscles kinda swollen but you ain`t
Real you wouldn`t strike if we was
Bowlin` to the left march arch ya
Back the impact is fat when I tag a
grill
With a battle drill
The nomadic attic dweller never
On the cheddar cheese grease down
The plank yankin` mentals clean
slates
Are freaked treats for the tricks like
A magician doin` halftucks genies and
Arabian`s chest be cavin` in and I be
In the rubbish rubbin` this like Aladdin
Through obstacles my saliva be
Liva than stoppin` flows in they tracks
Cuttin` the tape it`s nutthin` to debate
Fate tells me this is the last grape
To be cracked rippin` the plaque
Between the gums hums this lift ya
Lip a little more to the chef`s recipe
For flavor they be beggin` me to stop
The torturing but forth I bring
A subconscience which means no conscienceness
On this effort no mercy on a groove
no
Space to move check mate it`s
reserved
For the disinfecting I`m projecting
Flavor till you choke chalk
One add a kill for the battle drills
