NUMB

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S God - Rap

NUMB

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[Verse 1: S God] I'm already God in my city, now the whole world next You might have them techs but you can't match up to my specs Bitch, Blackcraft flex, black face Rolex This shit no special effects, I'm really better than the rest Way too saucy, bitch get off me Wrist too frosty, you can't copy You now tuned in to the motherfuckin' overlord Talkin' with that treason we 'gon straight rip out your vocal cord Deep space demon, slit your throat with a Nova Sword Ride for my vros, catch a body just for disrespect If you on my line talkin' bullshit you get disconnect Shut the fuck up when I'm talkin' don't you interject Buildin' hell on earth like architect, demon of the internet [Verse 2: S God] Established back in triple O, high key lit but I keep it on the low Skin like snow, more like blow, get you some for your nose I got shit for the low, clientel on my phone Lil God well known, fuck shit I don't condone I got it they really be plottin' on me They really be thinkin' the ballin' on me They thinkin' the weight that I carry it really be fallin' on me That's never bitch, I'm hotter than Sahara bitch I'm the new era bitch, raps next genesis Put that bitch in the dirt, 'cause I wanna kill 'em Hit a fuck boy where it hurt, 'cause I wanna spill 'em Keep hittin' my line 'bout a verse man you wack ass pussies really sound so thirsty Since you actin' like a hoe Catch a dick inside your throat God in my city bitch and I can't even vote Oh no here he go again, talkin' 'bout some dark shit Damn right I'm a demon, master of the black arts bitch And I'm hot as fuck, that's why your bitch like my pictures Only difference between us is I'm 100 times richer

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  • S God