Propellers

My blades chop 'em like propellers

My aim is to be the illest

I pop up and then I vanish

Check rock 'em like Amadeus

The underworld's legend

The cemetery dweller

Bones acting like a

Know I'll never get to Heaven

Put a pistol to the reverend

Rollin' dope, I'm never finished

R.I.P. to all my enemies

Got the juice like I'm Devin

Brain torn like intersections

When you hit them with the way

Bloody red 'round the razor blade

Go to bed, good night, wanna ride on me

Why you switching sides on me?

Hope I'm not a problem

Say you wanna ride with me

'Til you in the sky with me

Hope I'm not a problem

With this rap shit, all I do is drop, drop, drop

Like a habit, gotta have it, never stop, stop, stop

Smooth like cocoa butter, double-parking, drop the top

Under pressure, never stutter, I proceed to make it bop

Every time, every line, every beat I gotta rip it

"Give it time, give it time", fuck that, right now I need it

I'm blind, I never see 'em

I'm deaf, it never happened

Bitch, I'm Bones, fuck I look like addressing some of these rappers

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