Kassius the Great - Basquiat (feat. 3d Na'tee) Lyrics

To be addressed with
The goat emoji's
My only hope
If anyone asked to write
For me they'd be shot
Holy Ghost
Won't see me stress that
I had it rough
I express that through this
Getting tatted up
And turning down
The baddest bitches attentions
My intentions are bad enough
I've had it up
To here with all the
Top five claiming
Something ain't adding up
Looking for new enemies
All while finding new ways
To insult the ones i got
Its a scavenger hunt
That's savage bruh
Taking frustration out
On your wife's walls
Due to mine being padded up
They've created
A f*cking monster
Then questioning why
My character's been modified
Saying they've never seen
This side of me
That's because this a homicide
Influenced by my daddy's bluff
And momma's pride
I'd advise your group to scatter
I'm riding round
Wit the chopper in that
Dodge Charger from
Dukes of Hazzard
And when I run out of ammo
I'm letting hands go
I consider these dukes a hazard
Before the news can even
Dawn on them to go tell
I'm already on the coattail
Of a bail bondsman
To tell mom's nem
To post bail once I got caught
To fathom this evil
Go to the roots
You'll find a black thought
I'm dangerous cause
I'm fully prepared to leave
This hour to meet my maker
But before I even allow
Myself to be devoured
By either a coward
Or treasonous snake
Word to Edris Elba
I'll be the taker
Then rise from the dead
To get indicted for
Most intelligent psycho
In sight I use insight
To incite a war
On the ground
In which I walk on
There are no egg shells
Just lead shells
With intent to make niggas
A shell of their selves
With no way
To restore their lives
You niggas welcome
Cause dead people get
More praise and immortalized
At my expense
There's no one in mortal form
That can do that
Halle Berry's the only
Sort of storm I haven't
Ran through yet
You niggas wishing
To see a body
A bikini on an ass model
I'm wishing a nigga would
Try me via genie
In a glass bottle
Since it's a thing to act tough When you tender
And i don't like
F*cking pretenders
This knife will swipe left
Cross your neck
As it cuts it dismembers
My heart cold as December
Cold as the winter holding this Kimba
So no one can enter
See I'm from the home of the N.O
Where you can get sliced, no Kimbo
Or stretched like a limo
Mask on face, dark tents on windows
Bitch, I've been a shark on the track, you a minnow
You rap hoes, bimbos, I ain't get the memo
I ain't get the ass shots, f*ck for a demo
Flex on the gram when you know this shit a rental
Claim you a G, but you really Carl Winslow
Swervin' in a Benzo
Seat back like I wanna do the limbo
Been a Mack, bitch, never been a simp hoe
No cap, turn your cap to a headband
Big gats leave you lookin' like a Reds fan
Shirt bloody, backpack, bitch, I'm not your buddy
Time is expensive, high as Kid Cudi
While you get defensive, bitch, go study
To walk like me and to talk like me
All you want, but you don't have the heart like me
Used to push packs in the park like me
No handout, but you a star like me
Made a quarter mil' off an art like me
Without a record deal, made a mark like me
Course not, so lookin' at me, I'm sure its a sore spot
Cause everything I am is everything you're not, bitch