LYRICS
Young Sinatra,
I dunk up on em like Vince Carter,
ill starter still rather rip them apart like chill brotha,
Been caught up in some shit making me hit the pills harder,
I stack the stats on the go so call me mobile data,
I be giving off that signal like I always got full bars,
I'm cool bruh I go to school dard,
You should move dude you ain't jumping through any hoops,
I write rhymes in science I say that's not a fool class,
Lemme change up the scheme here a little bit,
in every scene you see me I'm writing down a new hit to spit
You take a toke from the smoke or the dope and go broke,
I take a sample from a track and run it all back and record with an open door so more of my life flows into a masterpiece,
Till I get bored and scrap it all I guarantee its still better than yours,
This shits like Star wars some people call me Luke, but I'm the bar saviour not gonna grow up to be like Darth Vader,
Art sprayer,
Smart player,
Heart slayer all up in the business I'm a beastie boy I kick it,
Kill me im lizard I grow back
I flow like a wizard G no cap,
It's Magic Man Dauntless on the phat track with Matt black Cadillac roaming down the street,
The enemies hear the beat and they freak out,
jeep howls in the driveway of my neat house,
All in the future though,
I'm not a one hit wonder I'll have so many songs you gotta know I'm recognisable like thunder,
I can't drink or drive the legal age I'm under,
Half the wannabe rappers are fully twice my age,
On the John with pen and pad that's a crisis page,
Yo yo,
Your extinct like the dodo,
Oh no it's the bro with the dope fl
ows hold it under your nose I know your to slow to be up high or down low,
My rhymes you better download,
Stop frowning dawg,
Yo you clowning dawg,
Judy Hops the cop couldn't be more of an animal than me, my raps are so lit it cause flammability,
My damn ability to rivit these seats you all sit on is unmatched,
And when I'm done I leave your front smashed in a stunt crash and a cunt thrashed eshsays with bum bags and stunning bunnings snags with 9forty snap back caps with Big macs and Hungry Jacks,
Thumb tack on a whack jack crack addict I back track and fuck your up like a big truck mac,
Im a King and imma find McQueen like lighting,
My silent sights are frightening,
My violent sides enlightening,
Im a diamond mine you'll find you like me,
Loser fucking bite me I curse in a verse,
I disperse my hurt in the dirt Im on high alert,
Im getting bigger that's why I need a larger shirt.
But I exercise my ability your thrilled to be chilling with me.