Tarantino

Lyrics

[Scratches: inDJnous] Da mic I wreck the mic [Verse 1: Jon Connor] FRO, let's make some history Typically, that's what it's meant to be When the heat gets sent to me, won't skip a beat Pressure on the lesser MCs, I see 'em tremblin' Killin' it, I'm raising the adrenaline in Michigan Great Lake Warrior sellin' out auditoriums A feelin' of euphoria, knowin' that you victorious Never quit, history is written by who tellin' it It's evident, respected, everything else is irrelеvent Battle testеd, I hope you invest in some protection I'm a veteran, I'm watching you throw an interception You a beginner, we ain't in a similar state of mind Boss talk, you the one that I gotta make resign Fill out the paper work, yeah, I'm watchin', so stay alert You better bail, I give 'em hell, so stay in church You a stain on this game like somethin' spilled on my favorite shirt I got this shit on lock and you can't break the curse [Verse 2: A-F-R-O] Diggin' up bodies for hobby, probably 'bout to depart All your posse, and possibly I'm about to be a somebody When the problem pop up, I be The Equalizer to wipe out Many that wanna try me, I'm eager to line up my target Completed what I accomplished, the Beetlejuice rhymin' monster I eat through the rope and chomp it, defeat me is not an option The fury of the road that my feet ever burned on Clearly I am old enough to preach what I've learned from Make noise, no contest, a nice measure The voice with the complex button, pushin' to write better Go through some thangs for the life that I imagined Broke through the chains with the fire in the abdomen Believe the behemoth, I beat 'em when I breathe a beautiful banger To put ease in every MC that can see I'm the future remainder Takin' everything I got with a plot, I jot to save the world Whether I be rockin' it under the ground or I'm makin' it popular over the globe And I get to go opertate, on the play, on the way to the honor I unfold When I end up in a calm state, I pontificate confident p-poetry When I rip it apart, when I gotta commend it I'm bendin' a bar, what I drop in a second I lit 'em all, hit 'em all, diggin' the dirt with the brawl And I figure I'm under impression To kick and then stomp with a break to the bone When I'm able to pick it apart with impeccable pain To the foe that I'm able to go to the grave when the FRO in a battle The ammo, the Alamo animal Ever the effort, I'm givin' the gift to the greater good And I maybe would get the weapon, when the pressure get to where it shouldn't Better get to motherfuckin' steppin' Wonder where everybody crept in Blessed FRO presence, Best flow perfectionist [Scratches: inDJnous] Da mic I wreck the mic