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"Free Styles/Disses" It’s me – the Godson…
No, not Nas – Tha Prodigal One…
I got 5 mic’s instead of 1…
And all I need is one mind & one tongue…
My floetry be military guns ready for war…
You wanna stunt – come battle the kat strapped with the C4…
Around my waste – And B4 your demise
I’ll send a prayer to your Moms’ and wives…
And watch you F.A.L.L. to hell – I’m heaven sent
It’s no surprise – I ain’t gotta be in your top ten
To know my rhymes’ better than his –
Hymns spit to wise up tha dumb; to give vision to the eyes of tha blind…
Envision a child from tha slums…
It’s time for this Sun to shine –
And fuck up the minds of daughters…
My words are a slaughter –
More influential than a Pimp’s cum…
Keep your bitch’s pussy on safety when I come to your place…
See, I’m known to finger fuck triggers,
And cum in nigga’s faces…
Trace the evidence if you want,
But I’m cleanin’ the place - before I bounce…
Don’t front – my rhymes are dope by the ounce
And there isn’t a triple beam to measure the weight of this cream…
I’m tha kat that turned low self-esteem teens’ milkshake into ice cream…
And fake thugs into bitches in skirts – giving hugs to snitches, stitched up cause he couldn’t hold water…
You fucked up…
The only way my shit is bitten is if I was hittin’ your daughter - with some facial,
And she fucked up and scaved me…
You niggas’ still trying to make the cut,
When I already made the team…
I’m the All Star point guard,
And y’all niggas fighting for pt – playing time…
My words are gun-play and the game is mine…
Why bring a knife to a gun fight???
Better yet, why test the immortal – you mortal maggots…
You need more than a vest – Teflon can’t protect you from tha lyrical vet – you fuckin’ faggots
I bet you hoping to cease this raining attack…
Wet tha fuck up – with my hands around your throat and neck –
Laced with gay sex – And now my dick is your necklace…
Contesting this??? Yeah I’m predicting it…
But I’m addicted to tha game – you’re just a dick in it…
Tha professor who professed & perfected it…
Tha Prodigal One – of God’s many sons who’s living the shit that he spits…
I swear life’s a bitch,
But I care too much for tha bitch to divorce tha kid…
God forbid an early demise,
But if I go, I guess I gotta go – But let it be known…
LEGENDARY, written on my stone – Mind’s I’ve blown…
Leave the throne to my seed – forever royalty
In the casket with the crown sewn to my dome…
It’s me – Tha Godson…
No, not Nas – Tha Prodigal One…
I’m gone
Tha Prodigal One…