Menaces II Society (feat. Cataleyah & SmooveDonn)

Y'all niggas hurry up, go in there
Buck them niggas and get the fuck out
And don't
I've seen lot's of people killed before,
But I ain't never done it myself
Lyrical menace, won't see the day that I'm finished
Got soul snatching bars, don't give a damn bout ya spirit
I'm trynna be the best, but the interest is through commitment
See niggas nowadays, they be rapping for the appearance
And clout
Progressing the culture is my obligation
But I really want to murder these niggas, fighting temptation
I ain't got save a word for these niggas, feeling tenacious
Every since I cleared the room, the rap games been feeling spacious
UGH
I grab my pen and my pad, nigga its slaughter time
I came to kill the game no ifs, ands, or changing minds
Old friends started showing they ass
So now I'm cutting ties
Arranged it so I had a 16
Well that's plenty time
To get behind these bars, and show em' my essence
I tell em', boo and then they move
Because they spooked by my presence
And if they double back
Well, they should learn they lesson
And lately I been on some king shit
So don't compare me to peasants, nigga
Man, kill them niggas and get the fuck back
So we can stab out
Imma be chilling right here
I be the coolest cat from round the way
Since Swaii, allow me to entertain
A lyrical tapped to your brain
I cock back and I don't aim
Clear the name, of every nigga who tried to knock me off my game
I'm ashamed to say they feel that they met the qualifications
To even have conversations
Or feel the vibe of "sen-swaiition"
Start with meditation
And then we'll have a relation
Until then just practice patience
And wait to rock with the greatest
Yea
I'm sorry
But I'm not really sorry
Comparison that's hardly
Niggas been trynna scar me
Flow magic like Uncle Charlie
A few would say that it's gnarly
The best way I could put it, dead battery keeps me charging
I go toe to toe
With any soul, and watch them choke
On any word they ever spoke
And disappear just like a Ghost
Except I'm the one who wrote these bars you hearing on your mode
One depression never fold
Catch me on top of the globe
Wood
Aye nigga, I want to know if you ready to do this shit
Is you ready to do this shit or what mutha-
I been the smoothest out, now get with the message
I started spitting now these niggas hidden, witness protection
Knew a couple rap niggas who started snitching and telling
It's all fun and games until them pigs descriptively sketch you
But I'm the smoothest in the DMV
These niggas can't catch me
Before they even check for me
I'm swiftly hitting my exit
A superhero, mixed with villain intestines
Cause I can save the day, and cause your favorite rapper depression
I'm the last of a dying breed
You getting gassed
I hit the gas
That's a higher speed
Wait
You getting gassed
I hit the gas
You ain't high as me
Double entendre
Throwing punchlines harder than Lebron's Barber
Who else you know that's spitting only hits
The people know we sick
I was the lonely kid
With older folks who told me go be rich
I dropped on the road
And I been on the road like every since
Compare me to a god
This elegance I spit
Is heaven sent
Nigga
Aye homie you need some help?
Punk ass nigga
Come on Niggas